Amy Frazier dropped the towel and turned to look at herself in the full length mirror that hung on the bathroom door. She studied what she saw very carefully, trying to assess who and what she was.
Her pale golden hair reached past her creamy shoulders in large, rippling waves. The big, blue orbs of her eyes were set wide, unmarred by crow's feet. The ruby red bow of her lips was full and sensual.
Her tits were large and still firm, with just the suggestion of a crease below their heavy underswell. Their pebbly circles and penny-wide nipples, which grew into nickel-wide stalks when she was feeling sexy, were the same ruby red as her lips.
The size of Amy's tits had been an agony of embarrassment for her as a teenager. She had been so much larger than other girls her age! But then her body had ripened and rounded to match the voluptuous curves of her lush tits and everything had changed.
Her belly was smooth and curved gently down to the flawless white pillars of her thighs and long, gracefully curved legs. Now the course of her discomfort was perched between the satiny flesh of those thighs.
The plump, pink lips of her pussy were clearly visible through the light golden haze of her cunt hair. She could almost see the darker pink bud of her clit emerging from its fleshy hood.
She sighed heavily as she recalled the mind bending, gut-wrenching joys of abandoned, lusty sex-sucking and fucking. How long it had been since she had thought such words, let alone said them?
Her palms dropped to her thighs as the image of her own body, young and flushed with passion, pinned under the weight of a strong young body, impaled by his savagely thrusting prick, filled her agitated mind. There had been more than a few boys between her thighs and she had loved every minute of it.
Hardly aware of what she was doing, one hand moved to lightly stroke the damp, golden fleece of her cuntal mound as she allowed her senses to remember how it felt to have a hot, hard prick pumping in and out of her clutching cunt sheath. She could almost hear the wet slapping of the boy's belly banging against hers, the hungry slurping of her foaming pussy grabbing at his rampaging hardon.
The tip of her tongue emerged to lick her dry lips and one finger slid into her moist slit to rub the pulsating nubbin of her clit as she recalled having her lush pussy lips tautly stretched around a thick slab of hot male cock meat. She had loved the feeling of a satiny prick moving in and out of her mouth, the feeling of hairy, musk-scented balls bumping against her chin over and over. She had loved the power she had felt was hers when she held a boy's lust-crazed cock in her mouth. She had had the power to give pleasure or withhold it.
Amy's engorged clit quivered under the increasingly rapid stroking of her finger. Unconsciously, she bent her knees and opened them, giving her finger greater freedom as her mind replayed her past.
Once broken in to it, she had thoroughly enjoyed being fucked in the ass. It had been an incredibly lewd, nasty thrill to have a ramrod stiff cock spearing into her blazing ass, stretching her tender asshole, filling her bowels with pain that became pleasure.
Her nipples, swollen and aching, danced on the ruby peaks of her heavy tits as her finger pummeled her throbbing clit. She reached up to tweak at the fingers of lust-inflamed flesh, groaning under the excruciating waves of sensations that were hotly pleasant but still frustratingly short of fulfillment. Her knees were wobbly and she could feel the pressure mounting deep in her belly. She was going to come. It was so close.
Amy let the memories wash through her. Young, strong cocks spurting into her gulping throat. Stiff, hot cocks spitting creamy loads deep inside her fiery ass tube. Jerking, thrusting cocks geysering within the convulsing tunnel of her pussy. Gallons of hot male jism spraying into her mouth, into her cunt, into her asshole.
She sobbed through her panting as the dam finally broke. She could feel the hot gush flooding her trembling cuntal canal. Her lush curves shuddered and shook, driving her to her knees with weakness. Her fingers whipped her aching clit, punishing the battered stalk. She wanted more and moaned with her need.
But there was no more. Amy's hand dropped to the carpet between her thighs and she leaned against the bed, her gaping cunt dripping, her tits heaving as she struggled to regain control of herself.
The past was past and was no more. All of that wild, crazy sex was before she had met and married Doug Frazier. Brother Doug. Reverend Frazier. He had been so sensitive, so considerate, so gentlemanly, so handsome.
They had met in college and she had gone out with him for a lark in the beginning, a respite from the hot pursuit of those eager young cocks. When she had realized that she was in love with him, she had given up the wild life, a life that he knew nothing about.
Their life together had been pleasant enough until now. His first pastorate had been a small church in a small town and she had played her role.
At first she had enjoyed being placed on a pedestal. Doug was a loving, tender and gentle husband. It was in bed that he had fallen short. Oh, she always reached orgasm, she had no complaint there. And her husband's cock was more than respectable in girth and length. But boring foreplay and the missionary position got a little monotonous after a while.
Amy got to her feet and headed for the shower. That was what she needed, another shower and then a trip into the city. Shopping. Museums. Anything to get out of the house. She turned the water on full force and lathered her partially satisfied flesh. But her mind dwelt on her problem.
There had been no way for her to lead Doug into trying something different in bed without running the risk of exposing her past. So she had rationalized and accepted her lot. He had a large prick and she always came and they fucked often.
They had fucked often until Doug had been called to the large Matthew Square church in Los Angeles. That had happened a year ago. As the months had gone by, Doug was out more and more, his ministering stretching into the late evening hours, night after night. Visiting the sick and the elderly. Bible study groups. Counseling. Evangelizing. They all took him away from her. And when he was home there were sermons to write and meetings to hold.
Their sex life had almost died from neglect, dwindling to an occasional quick fuck before he rolled over to fall asleep. Her level of frustration had risen to an almost unbearable degree. She had been reduced to fingering herself off for the first time in years.
Amy rinsed the lather away and adjusted the temperature to icy cold. An afternoon drive would do her good. She had hardly been out of the neighborhood since they had arrived in Los Angeles. Maybe it would get her mind off of her problems.
* * *
The sign caught her eye only for an instant but it ignited images and a curiosity that she found to be irresistible. She made two right turns and parked the car on the opposite side of the block.
She walked quickly, feeling a warmth of anticipation creeping across her face. She was safe enough. The odds against her being recognized were incalculable. She had to see. She knew of such places but they had never existed anyplace she had ever lived. A curiosity that she had buried long ago leaped to life when she saw the sign.
Feeling the intense excitement of a teenager about to taste the forbidden, Amy shoved her money through the hole in the window. The cashier of Parkway Adult Theater didn't even glance up at her.
She entered the theater quickly, hastened by the inexplicable feeling that she was about to be struck by a vengeful bolt of lightning. Several soft drink and candy machines lined the walls of the narrow lobby that stretched across the front of the building. Pulsating music, dominated by a husky saxophone, vibrated through the red double doors in front of her.
Amy slipped inside the doors. The brightness of the big screen filled her eyes. There, larger than life, was a raven-haired woman sitting on the edge of a bed with a man on each side of her. The woman was kissing the man on her right, their jaws moving as they traded tongue thrusts. Her blouse was entirely open, exposing her big, pear-shaped tits.
The man on her left was greedily sucking the engorged nipple of one tit while the man on her right stroked and squeezed the other white globe. The hand of the man sucking the woman's tit was out of sight under her skirt, up to the elbow between her open, nylon-clad legs. The trousers of both men were open and the woman held a stiff, swollen cock in each hand, her fingers pumping up and down steadily.
Amy's throat tightened. She knew what the woman was feeling. She had been in the same situation. But it was different watching it. She could feel her pulse quickening.
She glanced around the room. There were perhaps a dozen men scattered about. Each of the had put lots of distance between themselves and their fellow viewers. One man, close to the front, appeared to be slouched over with his chin on his chest. Drunk.
Amy sidled into the vacant row of seats on her left. She settled into a lumpy seat and gave the big screen her full attention.
The man who had been sucking the woman's opulent tit was now on his knees in front of her, pulling her skirt down over her full thighs. The other man was slipping her blouse off of her shoulders, the motion making her lush tits sway heavily.
Amy had to admit that the woman was a sight to inspire a man's lust-long, black hair, dark eyes, full, red lips, white, pear-shaped tits topped by firm, pink nipples, lush curves flaring out to broad hips, sexily rounded belly, densely curled, black triangle of hair between her thighs. A black garter belt and stockings added a final touch to the lewd display.
The two men stood up. The woman quickly slipped from the bed and down to the floor on her knees. She turned to the man who had been sucking her tit and grasping his quivering cock, she pulled it down and fed it into her open mouth. She began rocking back and forth, taking more of his swollen hard-on into her mouth with each lunge.
The second man watched, lazily fisting his own stiff prick, until the woman was taking the entire length of the man's cock into her hollowed cheeks with each thrust of her head.
Amy's eyes fastened on the man as he began stripping his clothes off hurriedly. His cock was rock-hard, swollen-veined and ready for action. It had been so long since she had had such a good look at a hard-on, so long. She could feel the heat growing between her thighs, the dampness gathering deep inside her own frustrated pussy.
Now naked, the man leaned down and ran his hands down the kneeling woman's back and over the flaring, white moons of her ass. She immediately popped her suctioning lips off of the prick shaft of the man in front of her, leaving it to swing upward, reddened and glistening.
As she turned on her knees, she second man stepped forward, presenting his vertical cock just inches away from her wetly shining lips. She smiled up at him and cradled his hairy balls with both hands. She leaned forward and started licking around the thick root of his prick with the narrow pink tip of her talented tongue.
Amy's tension was soaring. Blood was rushing into the lips of her cunt, making them swell and throb inside the tight crotch of her panties. She could feel the moisture wetting her hair-fringed cunt slit. Her aroused clit was pulsating, flashing her brain urgent messages.
The woman placed the palm of one hand on the man's hairy belly, her thumb pushing his engorged cock toward her. Her other hand disappeared under his balls to explore his ass. She began lapping up and down his twitching prick, her tongue moving in broad wet strokes from its broad, hairy base to its shiny, blunt head.
The first man had been ripping his clothes off. After yanking his shorts down over his towering hard-on and stepping out of them, he grabbed the cock-licking woman by her waist and pulled her to her feet.
She instantly slithered onto the bed, coming to rest on her hands and knees. The men followed her, the first man kneeling behind her lace and nylon framed ass, the second kneeling at her head.
The man behind her grasped his stiff cock and worked it up and down between the spread cheeks of her ass. After a few seconds he abruptly whipped forward, his cock disappearing between the woman's thighs. Her mouth dropped open and she gasped as his belly whacked against her creamy ass.
Amy's face was hot. She could feel the small beads of perspiration breaking out across her forehead. Her nipples were swollen with lust, rubbing erotically against her bra even though her breathing was little more than shallow panting. Her frustrated cunt seemed to be on fire. It was so obscenely exciting to be sitting in the dark watching a woman with one big prick sunk into her cunt from behind about to take a second immense hardon into her throat! Now she knew what she herself had looked like more than once.
The man's rigid pole of cock meat slowly slid between the woman's full, red lips, stretching them into a taut circle. A visible shudder swept through the kneeling woman's body as his big, hairy balls bumped against her chin.
Amy bit her lower lip to keep from groaning out loud as both men began to fuck the woman with long, smooth thrusts. She could see both big cocks moving in and out of the woman, big hard cocks glistening with cunt juice and saliva, big, hard, fucking cocks.
Her own lust was throbbing in her temples, aching between her hot thighs. Her inflamed cunt was demanding release. She wondered if she dared. Nobody could see her, they were all down in front of her.
She opened her legs and drove her fist between her thighs, pressing it against the swollen mound of her oozing pussy through her dress and panties. Her knuckles rolled back and forth against her pulsing clit, massaged her slippery cunt lips. It felt so good, so fucking good!
Amy watched the double fucking on the screen, her own juices flowing like mad, her lust bubbling through her veins. She was going to be able to come, she was sure of it.
It was dangerous and exciting and she was going to come. What would the saintly Brother Doug think if he knew that his wife was in a porno theater watching a woman being fucked by two men and getting herself off? She didn't care, not at this moment.
Through the daze that was swimming through her, Amy was suddenly aware that the hem of her dress was well above her knees and that a man's hand was resting on her lower thigh.
CHAPTER TWO
Amy almost screamed before she remembered who she was and where she was. For a second or two she was frozen with panic. Calm, be calm, she told herself. She kept her eyes on the screen. The lust which a moment before had been ripping through her was now cooling rapidly.
She reached down for the man's wrist, intending to remove his hand and then leave. Her fingers found a thick wrist and his fingers squeezed, digging into the smooth flesh of her thigh. The pressure increased until it became pain, pain that immobilized her.
Amy pulled her hand back and the pressure eased. She was caught, pinned like a butterfly on a board. She couldn't make a scene, not in this place.
The man's hand moved, his fingers caressing her tender inner thigh as they slipped up toward her warm, damp cunt.
Swallowing the dry lump in her throat, Amy slowly turned her head to look at the assailant who seemed intent upon handling her pussy. The man was looking at the screen where the two men were still steadily fucking the black-haired woman.
He wasn't old, her own age, maybe a little older. He was neither bad-looking nor good-looking, his smooth face expressionless. Her head came only to his shoulder-a big man. Amy wondered fleetingly if he was all big and was instantly ashamed of the thought. She turned to look back at the screen. There was nothing to do except suffer through it. She was at the mercy of a stranger who had his hand between her legs in a public place.
The men on the screen had stopped moving. The man in front backed away, pulling his shining cock from the woman's hungrily sucking mouth. The other man leaned back, withdrawing his swollen prick from her gaping cunt. The glistening shaft, dripping cunt juice, leaped toward his belly.
The woman remained on her hands and knees, her body visibly quivering, her mouth open and panting, her big, hanging tits jiggling. The men quickly changed places. The woman grabbed the slick prick that had just been reaming her pussy and lunged forward, gulping the thick, fleshy lance into her mouth and throat. The man behind her was stroking one hand between her trembling thighs, dragging it through her lathered cunt and up between the cheeks of her ass.
Amy watched the man working his fingers at the woman's ass and realized that he was preparing to fuck her in the ass. An irresistible flutter of excitement knifed through her.
The fingertips of the man beside her reached the damp crotch of Amy's panties and moved up and down, stroking her warm pussy mound lightly. She almost came at the mere touch. It had been so long since anyone except her husband had touched her there!
Without even thinking, Amy opened her legs wider. The man's fingers moved in longer strokes, from the crushed bush of her cunt hair to the tightly compressed crack of her ass.
Intently watching what he was doing, the man on the screen carefully placed the blunt head of his big cock on target and leaned forward. He pushed, slowly forcing his prick into the woman's asshole. She moaned around the cock sliding in and out of her mouth, noises which could have meant pain or pleasure.
Amy inhaled sharply as she felt the man's fingers tunnel under the crotch of her wet panties. Then the thick pads were against her bare flesh, massaging her hairy mound, slipping into her oiled cunt slit, bumping against the swollen nubbin of her clit again and again.
Surrendering to the hot waves that were rolling up from her belly, Amy slumped down a little and opened her legs wider, as far apart as she could get them. She knew how she was acting but she didn't care. It felt too good to resist. Besides, what more could he do to her? She was going to get all the pleasure and he would be left with aching balls.
The man's index finger settled on her hot, aching clit and began flipping the engorged stalk up and down and back and forth. It was a steady, rhythmic beating that sent shock waves to Amy's hard-nippled tits.
Her fingers clawed into the wooden arms of the seat as Amy bit back the moan that threatened to leap out of her throat.
The men on the screen were fucking the black-haired woman frenziedly. The man behind her was digging his fingers into the white moons of her ass, kneading and squeezing as he pumped his thick cock in and out of her clutching asshole. The man at her head was bent over her, clutching at her big, bobbling tits while he fucked her lush, red mouth with hard swift thrusts. The sight on the screen and the strange, knowing finger whipping her throbbing clit with an expert touch had Amy's lust starved cunt boiling.
At some unseen signal the men on the screen suddenly yanked their pounding cocks from the woman's battered body. She dropped her head as both men grabbed their jerking prick shafts and held them steady.
Twin arcs of thick, white jism spewed from the red, glistening pricks. Amy mewed softly through clenched teeth, her own orgasm exploding deep in her convulsing pussy as she watched the creamy jets splatter over the woman's gracefully curved back and the trembling, finger-marked pillows of her ass.
Amy felt completely drained. Her body was totally limp. The man's finger was still, just resting lightly against her hyper-sensitive clit. The men on the screen were milking their cocks, pulling every last dribble from their dying hard-ons to splash on the woman's quivering body.
In a way Amy was grateful to the stranger beside her. He had given her a bigger thrill and more excitement than she had had in a very long time. But now it was over.
His fingers slowly withdrew from her soaked panties and Amy sighed with relief. Then she found herself being pulled to her feet and led to the aisle.
She wanted to scream, fight, do something. But still there was nothing she could do. Not here, not even in this neighborhood.
The man pulled her through the double doors and into the deserted lobby.
"What are you doing?" Amy whispered harshly, "Let me go!" She tried to resist but instantly found that her strength was no match for this.
"You'll see soon enough, lady!" he flung over his shoulder as he led her to the right, toward a door at the end of the lobby.
Amy gave up fighting the grip his big hand had around her wrist. As they neared the door she was amazed to feel a perverse thrill of excitement rip through her partially satiated body. Was he planning to rape her in the alley? Fuck her brains out between the trash cans? How could she find such a revolting act exciting? But there was no denying that her neglected cunt was almost drooling at the thought of a big cock ramming in and out of it.
It took a moment for him to open the door. To Amy's surprise the man had to fish a key out of his pocket. Another moment and they were through the door and into total darkness.
She heard the door lock behind her. The sound seemed terribly loud and frightening in the blackness. His fingers released her arm. The dark suddenly became blinding light. Amy blinked. In one swift glance she saw that they were in a very expensively furnished living room. The carpet was a thick, high plush. Paintings hung around the walls. An expensive-looking couch and coffee table were on her left, two overstuffed chairs flanking a table and lamp on her right.
Then she felt the man's body press against her back. A huge, hard bulge pushed into the crevice of her thinly covered ass. His big hands swooped around to capture the heavy globes of her tits. She could feel her big nipples instantly begin to harden against the pressure of his palms. His hot breath washed across her neck.
"Please ... don't!" she whispered.
"Why not?" he said huskily. "A good-lookin' broad like you doesn't come around a place like this unless she's horny for some action."
"I'm not!" she protested, knowing the pressure of her lengthening nipples and the minute rotation of her ass against his immense hard-on were contradicting her.
"Horny for some action and her situation doesn't let her just go out and pick up some young stud for a good fuck."
His fingers were squeezing and massaging the heaving mounds of her tits, setting off sparks that rattled right down to her aroused cunt. The bulge between the cheeks of her mindlessly moving ass seemed to be growing bigger every second. She was lost and she knew it. He could do anything to her that he desired. She hoped that he would do everything. If she couldn't get out of being fucked, she at least wanted to enjoy it to the hilt.
"God, your prick must be a monster!" she sighed, pushing her ass back harder against his hotly throbbing cock.
"Some women have thought so!" he said and chuckled.
One of his hands left her tits. He leaned away from her and she felt him working at the zipper at her neck. The slight hum could barely be heard above her heavy breathing. The hand that still held one tit clutched and pulled. The top of her dress slithered from her shoulders and fell around her waist.
An expert flick of the man's fingers and Amy felt her thin bra sag away from her hot tits. She stood quietly, moving only her lushly fleshed ass while he gently slid the flimsy garment down and off of her.
She hissed sharply as his hands slid under the heavy globes of her tits. They hefted the firm melons, his index fingers rising to flip her hard, nickel-sized nipples from side to side.
"Goddam! You've really got a set of tits, lady!" he breathed hotly into her ear. "Bet you just love having a hard cock between them!"
The touch of this bold stranger's fingers on her sensitive, neglected tits and the pressure of his big prick pushing into the hot crack of her ass were burning away the last remnants of the conventional morality she had adhered to since her marriage. The all-consuming, uninhibited lust of her younger years was boiling through her.
"I love having them sucked too," she said hoarsely, "especially when there's a big, hard cock snugged up in my cunt!"
"Then you came to the right place, lady!"
His big hands spun her around roughly. His fingers clutched the quivering moons of her ass and pulled her to him tightly. The hot bulge of his hardon bored into the lower curve of her belly. Her hard-nippled, aching tits flattened against the rough texture of his jacket, exciting them even more.
His head came down toward hers, his mouth opening. In that split second she got a glimpse of smooth, even features, sensual lips, dimpled chin, thick black hair and dark eyes. Then his lips covered hers and she opened her mouth to take the invading thrust of his tongue.
Her temples throbbing, Amy ovaled her full lips around the man's tongue and sucked gently as it moved in and out of her mouth. The lewd imitation of fuck strokes drove her wild with lustful hunger. She moaned around his thrusting tongue as his fingers dug under her dress and panties to knead the flaring pillow of her ass.
Her hips jerked, pushing his hard-on deeper into her belly, when one of his fingers drove between those smooth moons and probed roughly at her asshole. She moaned louder.
His fingers swept out to Amy's hips and she pulled away from the lust-inspiring bulge of his hard cock to allow him to push her dress and panties down her thighs.
Clad only in high heels, Amy leaned back to the man, sucking his steadily thrusting tongue harder and rolling her naked belly against his hot hard-on.
Finally she could stand no more teasing. She needed fucking, needed a long, hard prick ramming in and out of her feverish body. She craned her head back until only the tip of the man's tongue remained between her lips.
"Fuck me!" Amy moaned, her marriage vows left far behind by her soaring lust. "I want your big cock fucking me!"
"First things first, lady!" he said thickly, placing his hands on her hips and pushing down. "You want my prick-go get it!"
Amy sank to her knees willingly. She clawed his zipper down, licking her lips in anticipation. It had been so long. She quickly fished his cock out, pleased to see that it was every bit as big as it had felt.
She was barely able to encircle the swollen veined shaft with her hand as she pulled it toward her open mouth. The flaring head narrowed to a neat tip that sported a pearly drop of pre-cum. A shiver swept through her as she licked up that glistening bead. She gloried in the tangy taste that slid down her throat. There was so much more of it ahead of her.
Amy moved her head forward without thinking. All the hours she had spent indulging her pleasures had given her skills that now came back to her as easily as if they had never been in cold storage.
She thrilled as the rim of his cockhead filled her mouth and nudged into her throat. Her jaws seemed to unhinge as the thick, satiny column of stiff cock meat followed, stuffing into her throat as her nose headed for the curly black hair sticking out of his fly. Her nose brushed against the black bush and she pulled her head back, sucking strongly and rolling her tongue from side to side against the heavily ridged underbelly of the man's huge cock.
Amy was back in her element. Nothing mattered now except the hot, hard cock in her mouth and the simmering hole between her thighs. She whipped her head back and forth, taking the entire length of his immense prick with each lunge, blowing and sucking, blowing and sucking.
"Good head, baby!"
His voice seemed to drift down and float around her bobbing head. Vaguely she was aware of rustling sounds and realized that he was stripping. The main action, what she now wanted most in the world-hard fucking-was going to come soon. She moved her head faster, vacuuming her lips around his lumpy-veined cock pole, fucking him with her mouth and throat. She twisted her head as she moved back and forth, sucking, pulling, blowing and sucking, back and forth, over and over.
"Enough!" the man grunted and slammed his palms against her shoulders.
The blow knocked her back, popping his fiery red prick from her suctioning mouth. She landed on the pillowy cheeks of her ass, the impetus carrying her on down to her elbows.
The man stood between her splayed thighs, towering over her. His hugely swollen cock leaned up toward his darkly haired belly, twitching with a life of its own.
Amy licked her lips, savoring the moment of lusty anticipation, the hesitation before the sex storm. Her big, stiff-nippled tits rose and fell heavily. She could feel the juices bubbling deep in her pussy.
The seconds passed. Her anticipation changed to frustrated anxiety. "Well, you going to fuck me or not, stud?" she demanded.
"Like you've never been fucked before, bitch!" he said softly and slowly dropped to his knees between her legs.
Sudden fear struggled with Amy's unchained passion. There had been more threat than lust in the man's voice. But he was handling her gently, pulling her knees up and spreading her legs, forcing her to her back.
Then he was above her, moving into position, her legs draped over his upper arms. The hot, wet head of his massive cock slid down over her quivering belly as her splitting ass turned up toward the ceiling.
"I'm gonna wreck your cunt, baby! Gonna whip it right down! Gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop!" he growled as the tip of his prick dragged through the damp golden thicket of her cunt hair.
"Oh, yes, that's what I need!" she moaned, knowing his words were meant only to excite her. "Pound my pussy! Fuck me hard!"
The bloated head of his cock slid down through the slick, wet groove of her cunt and lodged in the trembling opening of her pussy pit. The satiny bulk pulsated in her cuntal mouth while he remained motionless above her. She jacked her legs, trying to hump her ass upward to force that huge shaft into her yearning tunnel but his hips retreated with each thrust, leaving her with only the teasing mass of his cockhead.
"Fuck me, damn it, fuck me!" she moaned, rolling and twisting beneath him. "Give me that big, hard cock! Shove it deep into my cunt!"
"Hot bitch cunt!" the man grunted and whipped his hips forward.
The long, thick pole of his cock rammed into her undulating cuntal canal to the hilt in one savage thrust. His hairy belly thumped against her smooth one, his balls slapped into the hot crack of her ass. In a split instant her pussy was stuffed full of throbbing prick meat, his weight pinning her to the lush carpet.
"Oh, yessss!" she hissed, grinding her impaled cunt against the base of his cock. "So big! So hard! Fills me up so good! Big fucking cock!"
Then he was moving up, up and down between her split thighs, pulling his long cock almost all the way out of her oozing pussy and then dropping to plug her hot pussy hole again. He fucked her with strong, rhythmic thrusts, up and down, in and out, pounding his crotch against her hairy cuntal mound, filling and emptying her cunt channel again and again.
After the lackluster fucking she had been getting from her husband-when she got it at all-Amy was going out of her mind with the thrills this daring stranger's big cock was pumping into her belly. His thrusts were so strong and so swift, his long, thick prick pole stabbing into her rippling cunt sheath with the timed regularity of a machine.
"Unh ... unh ... unh ... goooood!" she moaned under his relentless pounding. "Fucking so good! Big cock goin' so deep! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
The man suddenly changed his attack. On each withdrawal he hitched his hips to one side and then the other, sending the bloated head of his cock slamming along one side of her rippling cunt tunnel and then the other.
"Oh, Jesus!" Amy wailed, rolling her head from side to side, gasping through her gaping mouth. The long, bony shaft of his cock was churning her insides into molten lava. "Faster, faster! Gonna fucking come! Fuck my cunt faster!"
Through slitted eyes she could see him staring down at her lust-contorted face, his eyes darting down to her crazily wobbling tits with their big, hard nipples. His face was composed but showed the strain he was under. A shiny film of sweat coated his face, neck and muscular shoulders.
She dug her nails into those broad, tensed muscles and sought frantically to hunch her ass up at his powerfully thrusting belly faster and faster.
"Hot cunted slut!" he grunted, pistoning his hips a little faster, pumping his rock-hard, throbbing cock pole in and out of her hairy, wetly slurping pussy with even more force.
"Awwww, shiiiiiit!" Amy wailed as the battered walls of her cunt tripped over into massive convulsions that swept along the man's mercilessly fucking cock. "Commminnng! Coming hard! Oh! Oh! Aieeeeeee!"
Heaving shudders rumbled through her straining, jerking body. Rockets seemed to be bursting in her head and cunt simultaneously. Her thoroughly fucked pussy was fountaining around his thick, slithering prick. It was the biggest, most satisfying orgasm she had had in years and she was enjoying every bone-wrenching second of it. Only one thing could make it even better.
"Come with me!" she moaned breathlessly. "Shoot your hot load into my cunt! Fill my pussy with jism!"
The biggest rocket of all shattered into a million glittering particles behind her eyes and between her twitching thighs. She flirted with oblivion as she went through the greatest orgasm of her entire life.
Her entire body trembled uncontrollably as she teetered on the brink of unconsciousness.
CHAPTER THREE
The inky blackness slowly faded to a hazy fog. Amy shook her head to clear the cobwebs. She was totally limp, every muscle completely relaxed-except her swampy cunt. Delicious little aftershocks were still rolling through her satisfied pussy sheath.
Jesus, she thought, suddenly fully aware again, his cock's still in my pussy and just as hard as when he first slipped it to me. An honest-to-god stud!
Hardly believing her luck, she smiled up into his dark, brooding eyes. "You're really something," she purred. "Get me off royally and still able to hold back. Here I am, being fucked by a guy who really knows how to use a big cock, and I don't even know his name."
A trace of a smile flickered across his lips. His hips moved back and forth a few millimeters, just enough to saw the thick log of his prick in and out of her foamy cunt a little.
"Oh! Oh!" she puffed when the solid root of his cock bumped against the swollen, sensitive bud of her clit.
His head dropped and he gobbled a tender nipple into his mouth and sucked wetly, greedily. Supporting himself with one hand he used the free one to roughly massage the hot mound of her other tit, his palm seeming to rasp across her engorged, aching nipple.
Amy moaned under the sudden jolt of assaulted nerve-endings so soon after a glorious orgasm. Her body seemed to tremble under the touch of his lips and hand and the feel of the big prick stuffed into her cunt hole.
Instinctively, her hands rose to caress the bobbing mass of dark hair, to lightly explore his ears, his strong cheekbones and the tight connection between his sucking lips and her throbbing tit. She knew that he wasn't through with her yet. But she needed to know at least that one little thing.
She craned her head down to whisper hotly into his ear, "Won't you tell me your name before you fuck me with that huge prick again? Please?"
His head rose. His hand dropped to the floor. His cock began to back out of the juicy clutches of her cuntal mouth.
"Tony."
"Just Tony?" His cock was gone.
"I'll tell you more when and if I think you need to know. Now roll over and get up on your knees!"
Content with that small victory, if that really was his name, Amy hurriedly obeyed. She was eager to feel his long, thick cock ramming in and out of her again. In another second she was on her elbows and knees. The distended nipples of her swaying tits were brushing against the thick carpet. The flaring white moons of her ass were jacked up into the air.
A hot flush boiled through her. She knew what she must look like to the man behind her. The split vee of her thighs topped by the gently swaying curves of her ass. Between them, the spasming, pink rosebud of her asshole and the golden fleeced pink gash of her pussy, glistening with her own juices.
"All wet and ready! Just like the cock-crazy bitch you are!" he said, his voice husky.
Amy shivered as she felt the pointed head of his cock slide up and down between the plump, wet lips of her cunt. "Yes!" she moaned, her lust, her need for mind-blowing sex blossoming once more. "A cock-crazy bitch! Fuck me! Fuck the bitch!"
Her ass waggled as his bloated cockhead slipped into her quaking pussy hole. She was on fire, burning up.
"Ram it to me!" she cried. "Slam that big, hard cock all the way! Pound your prick into my pussy!"
His fingers hooked over the points of her hips and he began feeding his long, thick prick into the quivering clutches of her cunt. He moved in short strokes, pushing his cock just a little deeper with each thrust. A slow, teasing invasion.
Amy was beside herself. This was not what she wanted. She wanted the driving, pounding fucking that would send her out of her skull. She hunched her ass hard, trying to force more of his gorgeous prick into herself, but his big hands held her firmly in place. He was in control, as he had been since he had first touched her.
''Ohhh, shit, lover!" she moaned. "Give it to me! Gimme all of that huge, lovely hard-on! Drive it deep into my belly! Stuff my hot cunt full of cock!"
Her words seemed to have no effect. Tony continued his gradually lengthening thrusts, stroking just a little deeper into her humid depths each time.
Amy groaned in frustration. She could feel that hardness pushing into her again and again, each lunge opening her just a little more, going deeper and deeper. His huge cock felt like a hot cylinder of steel smoothing and stretching the oozing, pliant walls of her cunt.
"Baby, oh, baby!" she babbled. "Please! Fuck it to me, please! Balls 'n all! I want your big cock!"
Then he was there, immobile, his hard-muscled belly pressing against her trembling ass, the long, unbending pole of his cock filling and stretching her cunt canal, throbbing heavily, transmitting the lusty thrills she needed.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she sighed, grinding her ass wantonly, rotating her wet pussy around the thick, hairy base of his prick. "Sooooo goooood! Soooo ... fucking ... good!"
With her wriggling hips securely in his grasp, Tony began fucking her with long, pounding thrusts. The stiff shaft slithered back and forth, in and out, back and forth between the swollen, wet haired lips of her pussy, in and out of the clinging grip of her cunt tunnel. Again and again the force of each lunge jolted her, rocking her on her knees, making the hot, hanging jugs of her tits wobble to and fro.
"Yesssss, baby, yessss!' Amy hissed, wallowing in the lewd joy of each hammering thrust. ''Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Don't ever stop! I love it! Love it!" She could hear her own ragged breathing roaring in her ears. She could hear her lathered pussy gurgling like a volcano around the surging immensity of his huge prick as it moved in and out of her dark, flowing wetness again and again. He was fucking her as she had not been fucked in years, fucking her as she needed to be fucked, reaching every crevice and cranny.
Her back flexed rhythmically, moving her ass even through his tight grip to meet every ramming thrust. The resilient walls of her pussy clamped down to clutch the invading thickness again and again, milking his plunging, jerking prick.
"Damn, oh, damn!" she cried, reaching down between her weaving thighs to caress the furry sac of his balls as they slapped against her over and over. "It's happening again! Going to come! Ohhhhh, fuuuuuck!"
Then, somehow, he was bent down over her. Both of her big, hot tits were being held by his hands. His fingers were stroking and rolling the tender globes, flicking her throbbing nipples. And he was fucking her faster and harder. His big cock was drilling in and out of her foaming cunt with precisely timed thrusts, in and out, over and over. Her ravaged pussy was doing a mad dance around the spearing cock pole, spasming wildly.
"Oh ooo oh!" she gasped, hard put to hold herself up against his pounding thrusts. "Sweeeeet fucking ... prick! Makin' me come! Coming! Awwwww ... gahhhhhhhd!"
"Do it, bitch!" he grunted into her ear.
The floor seemed to be caving in under Amy, the walls warping and falling toward her. All of her awareness was turned down and inward, to the terrible white heat of her orgasm. The brilliant flashes leaped up from her rolling belly, from deep in the convulsing recesses of her fountaining pussy. She moaned and sobbed as the glaring flashes glittered on and on. Distantly, dimly, she was aware that Tony was still fucking her, not as fast nor as hard, but his mighty prick was still moving smoothly in and out of her spasming cuntal cave.
When Amy regained her senses she found that the side of her face, her shoulders and her tits were flattened against the thick, plush carpet. She felt as weak as a newborn kitten, her ass still in the air. She knew that Tony's strong grip was all that was keeping her in that position.
"That was fantastic, lover," she sighed, "absolutely fantastic! You are truly a great fuck!"
"You move pretty well yourself," he said, his voice slightly husky but otherwise showing little strain after fucking her through two glorious orgasms.
Realization struck Amy like a bucket of cold water thrown into her face. The man's massive cock was Still sheathed in her swampy, fluttering pussy, still rigid as a fence post, still throbbing hotly! A shiver ran along her sweat-filmed body. "You didn't come!" she cried weakly.
"Not yet."
"Not yet? You're going to fuck me again?"
"Sure! I gotta get my rocks off too."
"Damn! I don't know if I can take it! You've fucked my cunt pretty well already!"
"Your cunt isn't getting it this time, bitch!" he said, his voice flat and threatening again.
The long, thick shaft of his cock moved back, out of her steaming cunt. Amy trembled as his thumbs tugged at the creamy pillows of her ass, pulling them apart until it almost hurt.
The ball of one of his thumbs rubbed across the puckered ring of her asshole, setting off sparks that raced through her system and reignited her flagging lust.
"Such a tight-looking little asshole!" he said, pleasure evident in his voice now. "Bet it squeezes the hell outta my cock!"
Amy quivered, not with fear but with irresistible thrills of lewd excitement. Now she knew what he was-an ass man. All the time he had been fucking her silly, her asshole had been his real target. He had fucked her through two tremendous orgasms figuring she would be too weak to resist his rape of her ass even if she were so inclined.
But Amy Frazier was not so inclined. She would gladly let him think he was fucking a cherry ass if it pleased him. Another of her long unsatisfied appetites was about to be gratified!
The hot, slippery head of his cock was pushing into the spasming socket of her asshole, pushing hard. It had been so long since she had been fucked there that the muscular ring was almost virgin tight. She decided to feed his fetish, to provoke him.
"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned, waggling her ass as if trying to escape from the insistent pressure building against her long-unfucked asshole. "It'll never go! Your cock's too fucking big! Stop! Please!"
Then the flaring head of his prick popped inside the tight elastic ring. He grunted and shoved, forcing the steely pole of his prick halfway into the narrow confines of her ass tube.
Amy moaned and shook her head violently. His cock felt so much bigger, so much harder back there. It was incredible. What would Brother Doug think if he could see his wife on her face and knees, moaning with lust, another man's big prick boring into the asshole he was too prudish to even touch?
"Too ... fucking ... big!" she sobbed as the warm stiffness pushed deeper into her clinging asshole. "No more! Please! It hurts!"
It was partially true. It had been so long, so very long. But it felt so good even as it hurt. She knew she could take him, could expand to hold his big cock and draw every drop of pleasure from it.
"Arrrggghhhhh!" she bawled, frantically shaking her hips and flexing her back as though she were being tortured, knowing that the actual result was that more of his huge prick would be forced into her eager bowels.
"Tight little ass!" Tony groaned, his fingers tightening around her hips as he leaned over her back.
She felt the jerk of his body through his fingers and the thump of his hairy thighs against hers, the slap of his balls against her oozing, gaping pussy. The entire length of his huge cock was stuffed into the burning tunnel of her hot and throbbing ass.
She wanted to beg him to fuck her with all of his strength. But instead she bawled as if the pain of being impaled in the ass by his huge prick was killing her. "Oh, God! Too big! Hurts so bad! Take it out! Please! Oh, sweet Jesus! Don't fuck my ass!"
"Take it, bitch, take it!" he grunted and began whipping his hips back and forth.
The long, hard shaft surged in and out of her clenching asshole, filling and stretching her fiery shit tube over and over. His belly whumped against the quivering moons of her ass and his hairy balls whacked into the wet, warm chasm of her cunt again and again. He fucked her savagely.
Amy's face and tits were ground into the carpet with each thundering jolt of his body against hers, each violent thrust into her aroused asshole. She barely felt the burning friction. There were too many crazy thrills spiraling from her ravaged ass to her swollen pussy and bouncing up to her aching tits.
The more she moaned and groaned and suffered, the faster and harder Tony fucked her. He was huffing behind her now. One of his hands snaked down under her belly and clawed into her swampy cunt. His fingers tweaked and pulled at the engorged stalk of her clit and then settled into flipping the slick, throbbing bud in time with the pounding thrusts of his prick into her ass.
"Ohhhhhhh, dammmmmmmn!" Amy groaned, shocked surprise concealing the approaching explosion. "Unbelievable! Feeling good now! Cock in my ass feels good!"
"Hot, tight ass!" Tony grunted, his fuck strokes suddenly becoming shorter and even faster. "Good ass! Breakin' my cock! Goddamn!"
Sensing that the jerking, frantically fucking prick in her blazing hot ass was about to come, Amy let herself go completely. Her belly was rolling and heaving. Her nipples, long, hot and hard, felt like they were about to set the carpet on fire. She worked one hand down around his clit-strumming fingers to grasp his wildly bouncing balls. Then she was there.
"Commming!" she wailed, working her hips in a frenzy, rotating her clasping ass around his short tripping cock. "Big cock in my ass making me come! Ohhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fill my ass! Shoot it to me! Come, baby, come! Come in my hot ass!"
The molten lava spilled out of her shaking pussy, wetting her own wrist and trickling down her trembling thighs. Hot waves coursed through her one after another.
Tony groaned, shoved his cock in to the hilt and froze, his fingers squeezing her throbbing clit hard. She felt the huge hot poker of his cock jerk mightily and then the hot geysers spurted into the ravaged tunnel of her shit chute. She rolled right into another intense orgasm that left her gasping for breath.
The seconds dripped past as his pulsating prick spewed jet after jet into her ass, flooding her, drowning the blazing need in her asshole. She shook and shuddered from head to toe as another, weaker orgasm ripped through her.
Gradually the spurts died away and the huge cock stuffed into her ass began to soften. Tony slowly allowed her to sink to the carpet and she moaned in gratitude as his prick slid from her aching asshole.
She was aware that he was up and moving around but Amy was too fucked out to do more than wonder how he was able to recover so quickly. She had been thoroughly and completely fucked. Had wallowed in lewd, lusty thrills that had long been absent in her life. That was enough for her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Doug had been in his study for over an hour, working on the following Sunday's sermon, when the telephone rang.
"Got it!" Amy called from the kitchen and picked up the extension. She heard the click as her husband dropped the phone in his study.
"Hello?" she said.
The voice was flat and all too familiar. "Tony."
"Oh, yes, how are you?" Amy said, fighting the panic that welled up to choke her. How did he find her? What could he want?
"Be here in thirty minutes."
"Well, uh, I don't know if that's possible," Amy mumbled.
"You'd better make it possible, bitch. Thirty minutes."
The phone buzzed into her ear. Amy held it away from her and looked at it as though she were holding a live snake. He had found her, must know who she was. He had commanded her to come to him with that flat, menacing voice. Did she have any choice but to obey?
"Who was it, honey?" her husband called.
Startled, Amy dropped the instrument onto its cradle. Regardless of what she had to do, no matter where her regression to her old ways led her, that gentle man in the study had to be shielded. His work had to be protected from her folly, even if that work had been partially to blame.
"It was Edith Cummings," Amy said quickly. "Wants me to meet her at Southgate Plaza for lunch and a little shopping."
"Good," Doug replied absently, already returning his full attention to the task at hand. "You need to get out more often."
Amy gathered up her purse and car keys and went into the study. Doug was lost in thought. She kissed his forehead and rumpled his hair.
"Have a good time, honey," he said and then seemed to take no notice of her at all.
Anyone watching her walk out of the house, hurry into the car and drive away would have wondered if something wasn't terribly wrong.
Amy pushed the car in the fast-moving traffic on the freeway. Thirty minutes. Her mind wandered, earning her a couple of reproachful horn honks when she strayed out of her lane.
It had been almost a week since her wild sex session with Tony Picard. After she had picked herself up from the floor and showered, he had offered her a drink. She had politely refused and then accepted a cup of coffee.
She had seen all of his expensively furnished but small apartment. The bedroom was almost as large as the living room, with the same thick carpet and dominated by a huge circular bed which had fascinated her. The kitchen and bathroom were small, almost cramped.
For a few minutes Tony had played the host, as if nothing had happened between them. He had volunteered nothing except the fact that he owned the Parkway Adult Theater. Amy was afraid to ask very many questions and he asked none of her. It had been as if he was content with what had happened and had no interest in prolonging their relationship.
She had left shortly after that, grateful that there had been no demands made upon her. She had been soundly fucked by a big cock. The frustrations had been banged out of her and she could go back to being what she was.
Until the call.
* * *
Amy shifted her weight from one foot to the other nervously as she waited for Tony to answer the doorbell. She had parked the car on the opposite side of the block but still felt vulnerable standing on the sidewalk next door to the garishly lighted theater.
A tingle of excitement had started to build while she had walked from her car. It was true that she was being forced to come to this man against her will, but deep down inside of her there sparked the lust which he had satisfied so well. She didn't have to like the circumstances but that wouldn't stop her from enjoying his huge cock.
The door opened and Tony stood there, a slight smile playing across his lips. He motioned her inside.
"Made it with three minutes to spare," he said as he ushered her through the short hall to the living room.
Amy started to say something but the reply stuck in her throat. There was another man there! He was a tall, hulking brute, his shoulders a mile wide under his tee shirt. His chest was a mass of bulging muscles and his thighs were as thick as tree trunks. He looked to be no older than Tony but his head was bald. The bulkiness of his face was only partially softened by a luxurious brown handlebar mustache. His blue eyes glinted dangerously as they roamed over her.
Tony's hand slid against the small of her back and then down to rub the tense cheeks of her ass.
"Amy, meet Wally Simpson. Wally, Amy," Tony said.
"Hello, Amy," the huge man said, his mustache curving up on both sides. His voice was deep and raspy.
"Hullo," Amy croaked.
"Wally's been away for a long time," Tony said, his hand still rubbing her ass, "two years as a matter-of-fact. He just got back today."
"Uh-huh," Amy mumbled, afraid to even wonder what the man beside her was leading up to.
"There weren't any women there, Amy. Two years without cunt."
Now she knew and the knowledge made her queasy. It was no wonder that the man's eyes were stripping every bit of her clothes from her.
"I want you to go into the bedroom with Wally and do exactly as he tells you. Anything he tells you."
"I can't...." she started.
"You will, bitch," Tony said, his voice calm but hard. "After all, we wouldn't want the congregation to know how Brother Frazier's wife spends her afternoons, would we?"
"No," she said meekly, finding her eyes already drawn to the huge bulge in the crotch of Wally's pants.
"Good! Now, into the bedroom."
His hand gave her a little shove and Amy walked across the living room unsteadily, wobbling on her high heels.
The huge man stepped aside to let her pass. He grinned down at her as she went by, his eyes devouring her. Amy could not stop the tremble that warbled through her.
Wally walked into the bedroom right behind her. She noticed that the bed covers had already been turned down to expose the satin sheets. Of course they would be satin. She heard the door click shut. She waited.
Wally came around in front of her and stood there, his eyes constantly moving, taking in every line and curve that he could see.
"You're beautiful," he said with that deep, raspy voice.
Amy was sure that any woman would look good to him after two years in prison. That much was easy to guess. "Thank you," she said. "What do you want me to do?"
"Just stand there."
She obeyed, every muscle tense, her belly knotted into a hard lump. Wally ripped his shirt off over his head. Her eyes took in the bulging expanse of his chest with its thick mat of curly brown hair. His belly was ridged with hard muscle. He stripped his pants and shorts down and stepped out of them.
Amy's eyes widened at the sight of his monstrous prick. It was longer and thicker than any cock she had ever seen. Roped with swollen veins and topped by a satin shiny bulbous head, it swayed out from his hairy crotch like a third arm. The big double sac of his balls dangled between his thick, hairy thighs.
"Jesus Christ!" she breathed softly.
He grinned proudly and sat down on the edge of the bed. "C'mere!" he said, opening his legs.
Amy felt her insides turning to jelly as she stepped between his knees. The thought of taking that huge cock pole into herself was as frightening as it was exciting. A monster like that could ruin a woman.
He didn't have to tilt his head much to look into her eyes. His big hands wrapped around the back of her lower thighs and stroked lightly, gradually moving up under her dress until they collided with the tense underswell of her ass.
"Nice legs! Nice ass!" he murmured, spreading his fingers out to cradle those hard moons and pulling her to him.
The tremendous difference in their sizes made Amy feel almost like a teenager. He was so big!
His hair-fringed mouth closed over one tit. His hot breath and nibbling lips burned through her dress and bra to torch her nipple into pulsating firmness. The hot, round head of his cock pushed between her thighs. She could feel a wet spot forming where the leaking slit rubbed against her.
He pulled his head back and looked into her eyes again. "Get your fucking clothes off!" he said harshly.
Amy hurried to comply, her fingers fumbling with the zipper at her neck. He reached up behind her and whipped it down. She crossed her arms, grabbed at her hips and pulled the dress off over her head, leaving her in bra, panties and heels.
"Nice! Nice!" Wally blurted, his eyes drinking in her exposed flesh. "More! Take it all off!"
Wondering absently how limited the hulk's vocabulary was, Amy quickly undid the hooks of her bra.
Impatient, Wally clutched the flimsy bra, pulled it away from her and threw it over his shoulder. Her lush tits with their long, thick nipples swayed invitingly.
"Hot damn, what a pair of tits!" he groaned and bent his head to her again.
To Amy it felt like his big mouth had sucked in her nipple and half of one tit. The suction was tremendous. His tongue washed around and around her warm tit flesh, rolling across her turgid nipple every so often. His big hands roamed up and down her body, front and back, exploring every curve from rib cage to knees. But he did not touch the rapidly warming mound of her cunt.
He abruptly switched his mouth to Amy's other tit, his tongue curling around her engorged nipple to suck it rhythmically. She looked down at her wet tit. The entire peak was bright-red from his vacuuming mouth. The quivering melon was tingling like crazy and the tit in his mouth was heating up quickly.
The tingling was searing a path straight to her cunt. She could feel the dew gathering deep in the folds of her cunt tunnel, the tunnel that was soon going to have to take the biggest prick she had ever seen. Her knees felt watery. She grasped his broad, hard shoulders to steady herself as her natural, lusty nature began to gain control of her.
Wally moved back to where he had started, sucked a few seconds and then switched again. His fingers settled into moving from the voluptuous, nylon-clad cheeks of her ass around to stroke along the crotch of her panties.
Amy moaned softly. Both of her tits were throbbing hotly. Her untouched pussy felt like it was swelling enough to burst through her panties.
"Ohhhhhhh," she moaned, shaking her golden-tressed head. "Making me hot! What a sucker! Suck my tits! Suck 'em off!"
His fingers rolled her panties down. She bent her weak knees and felt the tiny garment fall around her feet.
Then his mouth was gone. The huge man fell back on the bed. The stiff pole of his hard-on swung lazily to lean up over his belly.
Amy blinked at him dumbly, not knowing what he wanted. She was so turned on that she would do anything-at least give it one hell of a try.
"Stand over me and show me your pussy!" Wally said, his deep, rasping voice seeming to rumble like a command from heaven.
Amy clambered up over the massive bulk of the man's body. She straddled his head and stood there on unsteady feet. She looked down. He was gazing up at her golden fleeced cunt with the expression of a starved man looking at a banquet table.
"Show me your cunt," he said thickly. "Open yourself and show me."
Her temples throbbing hotly, Amy bent her knees slightly, slid her fingertips along the hairy, swollen flaps of her pussy, and pulled. The cooler air felt like ice against her warm, moist cunt gash.
"Lower!" he barked.
Amy dropped her ass and bent her knees even more.
"Lower!"
She kept moving down, feeling more wanton with every second. Each time she halted he repeated the order.
She stopped when she was squatting directly above his head, her gaping pussy no more than two feet from his face.
"Goddamn!" he said hoarsely. "Real, live cunt! Jesus! I want to see you diddle yourself! Get your finger right in there!"
Completely overcome by her lewd nature, Amy slipped one index finger into the warm slickness of her cuntal gash and moved it up and down gently, teasing the tender flesh. She was obscenely displaying herself to a giant, horny ex-con who had a cock like a flagpole and she was shamelessly loving every second of it. She felt more free and uninhibited than she had in years. Her finger found the pulsating nubbin of her clit and rolled it around and around. Beautiful, warm waves of lewd pleasure rolled up from her belly.
"Down!" the man under her grunted.
Amy had become so involved in what she was doing that it took her a second or two to react. She felt the great span of his fingers cradling the straining moons of her ass. She relaxed, letting him take her weight on his hands.
"Sweet, fucking pussy!" he sighed as he lowered her even more.
She could feel the alternating heat and coolness against her aroused, swollen cunt as he inhaled and exhaled deeply. He was smelling her like a male dog around a bitch in heat. Jesus!
The broad, flat roughness of his tongue struck the narrow band of flesh between her asshole and the bottom of her pussy slit. The thick mass drove upward, plowing through the heated ravine of her pussy, splitting the engorged lips apart. She gasped and yanked her finger away an instant before the tip of his tongue bumped against the throbbing stalk of her clit. Sparks flew up her spine.
His tongue swabbed up and down swiftly, warm, wet and spongy yet excitingly firm. It moved up one side of her pussy and down the other, pushing the hairy, swollen flaps even further apart, opening her wider and wider.
Amy gasped as his lips and teeth closed over her throbbing cunt flesh. They moved up and down, nipping along the bloated lips of her pussy, nibbling at the sensitive, slick inner flesh, chewing hungrily at her oozing gash.
She could hear the gurgling of his breathing, the slurping, as he sucked up the cunt juice that was streaming down her quivering cunt tunnel. He was literally devouring her defenseless crotch.
"Oooooooooo, fuck!" she moaned as his lips captured her clit. Her hips jerked spastically, making her ass jump in his cradling hands as he sucked rhythmically, his tongue gently lashing the stiff, pulsing bud.
The dark, open well of her pussy was bubbling. Flames of lust were flaring up from the tormented stalk of her clit. Unconsciously, her hands rose from her thighs to caress the heavy globes of her tits, adding even more fuel to the fire that was consuming her. She began rocking her pelvis against his pussy-oiled face.
''Suck, baby, suck!" she crooned, egging him on. ''Eat my pussy! Feels so good! Pussy's so hot! Suck, suck, suck! Suck my cunt!"
Amy could feel it coming on. A hard, glorious orgasm was about to burst through. She lost her rhythm and hunched her steaming cunt against his face with great fury.
"Gonna do it! Gonna come all over your cuntsuckin' face!"
Her ass was suddenly yanked forward. Wally's mouth slid abruptly down through her wet, hairy, gaping cuntal chasm. Amy moaned over the loss of his sweet sucking mouth against her clit. She moaned even louder when his tongue shot into her pussy hole, warm, stiff and long.
"Holy, fucking, shit!" she gasped as his tongue slithered in and out of her rippling fuck sheath with blinding speed. It felt so like a real cock, long, stiff and muscular, stabbing into her again and again.
She shuddered and shook in his big hands. Her tits wobbled crazily in her cupped fingers. The walls of her pussy went into spasms, clutching wildly at the huge man's thrusting tongue. "Commmming! Oh, God! Dying! Aieeeeee!" The hot flood cascaded down over his face. Amy had never come so hard from being tongue-fucked in her entire life. The big man's oral digit was just too much like a prick, but with even more life.
The flood died to a steady trickle. Amy knew what was coming. Somehow, some way, she was going to get fucked by this man's gigantic cock. The thought of that huge prick forcing its way into her cunt set off tremors that were almost as strong as her orgasm.
Then she was moving. He was moving her down his body with those big hands. His face, shimmering with her cunt juice, passed between her splayed thighs, his eyes glazed with lust. Then his great, bulging, heaving chest went past. He seemed to be carrying her in his hands and moving her as easily as he would a child.
The hot, fat knob of his cock slid through the hairy wetness between her legs to pop into view from between her slack thighs. She stared down at the bulbous mass. It was fiery red and shiny, a trickle of pre-come oozing from its puckered slit.
"God, what a cock!" she groaned, fear and excitement mingling and swirling through her.
He moved her again and the cockhead disappeared under the damp-haired mound of her pussy. The wet, slick crater of her cunt was pulled across the blunt bulb once more. It lodged in the quaking mouth of her pussy tunnel, feeling very hot and very large.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Amy chanted, trying to psych herself up to endure being impaled by the horny ex-con's monstrous prick.
The small part of her lust-fogged brain that was still functioning logically knew that her pussy was flowing like a wide open faucet. There was plenty of lubrication to ease the passage of that huge prickshaft, but his cock was so fucking big!
She was going down. That fat knob was pushing in, stretching her cunt hole, pushing into her narrower tunnel, relentlessly pushing. The thick shaft was spearing into her, splitting her cunt, going deeper as the walls of her pussy struggled frantically to expand.
"Gaaaaadaammn!" the man under her groaned, his face contorted with the lewd pleasure of forcing his huge cock into her pressurized pussy. "Warm, wet, tight, live cunt!"
The hot, hard pole of his cock felt even bigger inside her than it had looked. The thick presence boring into her slippery cuntal canal was splitting her open, stretching the resilient walls of her pussy as they had never been stretched before. She moaned and shook her head from side to side as her ass moved lower and lower.
"Ahhhhhh!" Wally sighed with utter satisfaction and Amy realized that she was almost sitting on him. Only the thickness of his hands separated them. She had almost the entire length of his huge prick stuck up into her belly, long, stiff and throbbing.
"Oh, shit!" she gasped as he began raising and lowering her, sliding her up and down his immense hard-on. He was fucking her using only his arms and that huge cock.
She was grateful for the downpour of cunt juice that was easing the way for his big hard-on. The uncomfortable feeling of being over-stuffed was rapidly becoming the true fuck feeling that she loved. But it was magnified ten fold by the size of the cock that was spearing into her again and again.
"Great cunt, lady," he sighed warmly but gruffly. "You really got a great cunt!"
"Fuck it then, you elephant-cocked bastard!" she moaned, now eager to feel that huge hose spurt into her spasming pussy. "Fuck my cunt! Fuck me! Really fuck me!"
"Wanna get off on my big prick, huh?" he chortled, his fingers spreading and gripping her pillowy ass cheeks. "Okay by me! Your sweet little pussy's dancin' around my cock. Ain't gonna take long!"
"Damn, oh damn, oh damn!" Amy moaned as he bucked up from the quivering bed, sending the long, thick lance of his prick stabbing into her boiling pussy.
He easily held her immobile while he fucked her. His huge cock thundered up into her bubbling cunt pit over and over, the thick root pounding against her clit, his hairy crotch beating against her swollen mound.
"Big, fucking, horse-cock! So fucking big! Fuck me, stud, fuck me!" Amy wailed, jiggling her ass as much as she could in his tight grip. "I wanta feel that big thing blasting into my pussy. Fuck meeeeeee!"
Through her sobbing cries, Amy could hear his ragged breathing. She looked down. His eyes were tightly closed, his mouth gaping, the cords in his thick neck taut. His fuck strokes suddenly became shorter, much shorter and much faster. She could feel that monstrous cock jerking and pulsing heavily as it whipped up and down in her foamy cunt. He was close. So was she.
She reached down and stroked the wet, hairy base of his cock with both hands, raking the throbbing flesh with her fingernails. 'Come, baby, come!" she moaned. ''Shoot it to me! Blow it into my hot cunt! Gimme your load! Make me come! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
A muffled groan rumbled up from the ex-con's barrel chest. The fat bulb of his cockhead exploded deep in her spasming pussy. Geysers of hot jism spurted up into her.
Amy was reduced to whimpers by the volume and strength of the heavy jets. Gallons of come seemed to be spraying into her ravaged cunt. Her belly coiled into a hard knot that almost bent her over and then loosened itself in a split second. The walls of her pussy went into uncontrollable spasms as she came.
The warm, wet stuff oozed down her convulsing cunt sheath, wetting her thighs and running down his twitching cock. The spurts were lessening but his huge cock was still rock-hard, still filling her pulverized pussy to its utmost limit.
Amy trembled violently. He had been without a woman for two years and she was sure he was far from through with her. She didn't know if she could take any more.
Suddenly she was aware of another pair of hands! They were gently caressing the soft flesh of her ass that overhung Wally's tightly gripping fingers.
She looked over her shoulder to see Tony standing behind her. He was naked and his hard-on was pointing at the ceiling. The ass man! Cold fear seized her.
"Oh dear God, no!" she cried.
Tony's face was twisted by his leering grin. His dark eyes roamed over her imprisoned ass as greedily as his fingers stroked the smooth globes. "Oh yes, bitch! I'm gonna stick my cock up your shitter! "
"Oh, Jeeeeeeez!" Amy groaned as two of his fingers drove into the damp cleft of her ass and rubbed briskly against her puckered asshole. The huge prick in her flooded cunt was pulsing with renewed life.
It was not going to be the first time Amy had been double fucked. But she had never had a cock as big as Wally's stuffed into her during the act. He and Tony would split her wide open.
"Please don't," she begged, without a shred of pretense this time. "You can fuck my ass, but not both of you at the same time! Wally's too fucking big!"
"Hell, a hot little bitch like you can take it," Tony grinned at her as he moved his fingers from her asshole to scoop at her dripping pussy.
Amy moaned with despair as he plunged two slick fingers into her clenching asshole and rammed them in and out brutally. The man under her chuckled evilly and lifted her half off of his towering cock.
"Go ahead, pal," Wally said, "stick it to her. I owe you for lining me up with such a hot cunt."
"A little higher," Tony said, his voice growing husky.
The pointed tip of Tony's prick replaced his fingers. Amy gasped as the hot head popped through her anal mouth. His fingers clutched her hips, making it even more impossible for her to move.
Tony grunted repeatedly as he forced his thick prick into her asshole. The pressure from Wally's huge cock seemed to have compressed her ass tube somehow. It felt like a red-hot steel rod was being rammed into her ass.
"God, you're killing me! Busting my ass!" Amy moaned. She beat at Wally's broad chest. Her head tossed wildly. She struggled to move her hips forward to escape the burning invasion but it was useless. The men were just too strong.
Then Tony's belly pressed against her quivering ass cheeks. He was in her ass tunnel to the hilt. A long hot bar of cock meat was jammed into her suffering asshole, joining the massive cock pulsing in her stretched cunt. She sobbed hysterically.
"Hot damn!" Tony gasped, his hands running up her sides to capture the swinging melons of her tits. "Your ass is so fucking hot 'n tight! Jesus!"
They started moving, jerkily at first but then quickly finding an alternating rhythm. As Wally's huge cock was moving out of her steaming pussy, Tony's pointed prick was stabbing into her burning asshole. Front or back she was constantly being filled with hot, hard cock fucking her with strong, pounding thrusts.
"Oh you bastards!" Amy sobbed, her body being relentlessly buffeted from below or behind. "You fucking pricks!"
Tony's weight pressed against her back, forcing her down. His fingers left one tit and Wally's big mouth closed over the heated mound instantly, his marvelous tongue lashing at her distended, throbbing nipple. Tony's mouth was working at her neck, his tongue lapping hotly across her fevered flesh to stab around her cheek and ear.
Incredibly, the painful double invasion-unlike any she had ever experienced, one that she was certain would ruin her-was becoming the greatest turn on of all time. The flash of those luscious lewd thrills was darting back and forth from her pummeled pussy to her demolished asshole. The two mouths working at her just increased the erotic jolts that were shooting through her.
She was sandwiched tightly between two hot male bodies that were pumping their raging hard-ons in and out of her cunt and ass. And she was loving it.
"Go, you fuckers, go!" she cried. "Pound those horny cocks into me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my asshole! Faster, you mother-fuckers, faster!"
"Fucking cunt!" Tony grunted into her ear.
Wally groaned around her throbbing nipple.
They huffed and puffed and fucked her even faster. Their bellies slapped against her wet, swollen crotch and trembling ass. Their twitching cocks slithered in and out of her lathered pussy and her hot, spasming asshole.
"Ohhhhhhh, yesssssss!" Amy wailed, her entire body quivering as the explosions went off in her belly. "Making it! Commmminnnng! So big! Big, fucking, cocks! Arrrggggghhhhh! Oooooeeeee!"
A torrent of cunt juice raced down her convulsing cuntal sheath. The battered walls clamped and released erratically around Wally's massive, twitching cock. Her burning ass tube seemed to contract even tighter around Tony's hard, thrusting prick.
Amy mewled her lewd delight as Wally's huge cock erupted deep in her spasming pussy once more, shooting hot spurts of jism into her boiling cunt. Another second and Tony groaned, drove his thick cock into her tight asshole and froze. Warm, wet jets of come blasted into her, coating her rear tunnel, cooling the fire in her tortured ass. It all felt so good.
She stroked Wally's tit-sucking head and put one hand behind her to caress Tony's jerking ass. The two men were shuddering against her, their heaving bodies chafing hers, all three sweat-filmed bodies quivering through the final seconds of their lusty pleasure. Amy was positive that nothing could top what she had just experienced, nothing in this world or the next.
CHAPTER FIVE
Clad only in her bra and panties, Amy looked from Tony's bed to the door. Male voices drifted through to her, the raucous remarks of four men playing poker. Four of them! A tingling thread of excitement tightened around her spine. She looked back at the bed. Neatly arranged there was a white apron, black stockings, a pair of wide lacy garters and black high heels. She reached for the hooks of her bra.
It had been so easy this time. Tony had only to give the order. No threat had been necessary. And no excuse had to be made to get out of the house. Doug had already left to meet with a study group and that usually meant he would get home very late.
Amy shrugged her flimsy bra off, slightly surprised to feel her nipples were already hardening. She rolled her panties down over her round hips and let them fall to the floor.
She had arrived at Tony's place to find the men already deep in their card game. Tony had made an offhanded introduction, as if it really didn't matter if she knew who they were or not. She had sized them up and caught and remembered their names. Dave Willis was the tall, thin fellow with a head of curly brown hair. John Gordon was approaching middle age, if not already there, thick set with a slight paunch. Eddie Connors was a muscular hunk with red hair and a look that said he could be mean.
Tony had informed her that she was going to wait on them while they played cards and had curtly ordered her to the bedroom where she would find a uniform to fit the part. She had been sure that there was going to be more to the evening than being a waitress. Knowing Tony it had to be. And her suspicion had been confirmed by the meagerness of the costume she had found on the bed.
Now dressed in that costume, she paused to look at herself in the mirror. The top of the apron stopped just above her hard nipples. The sides of her big tits welled out on either side. The apron bottomed just below the golden triangle of her pussy, right at the tops of her thighs. Immediately below that were the wide lacy bands that held up the black stockings.
The high heels tilted her pelvis forward, making the creamy moons of her ass jut out behind her provocatively. She looked and felt sexy. The years of frustration were past and she wouldn't worry about the future. She would take all of the erotic thrills she could while they lasted.
She walked back into the living room and suffered an instant attack of self-consciousness. She was going to be prancing around almost naked in front of three complete strangers! But not one of the men looked up from the table which was cluttered with cards, poker chips and overflowing ashtrays.
"Four beers!" Tony barked, raking up the cards. "And empty these fucking ashtrays!"
Amy obeyed. She moved swiftly to the kitchen, popped open four bottles of beer and placed one in front of each player. She emptied the ashtrays and wiped them out before returning them to the table. With each step she took she could feel her tits jiggle and the firm cheeks of her ass quiver. A feeling of lusty anticipation made her belly taut.
An hour later she had an annoying nagging ache in the small of her back. She had moved back and forth in the haze of smoke, fetching and carrying, waiting silently, fetching and carrying again. The four men had acknowledged her efforts with little more than grunts, giving their all to the game with good-natured swearing and broad gestures.
There was a pause between hands and Dave Willis left the table to go to the bathroom. Amy stopped beside John and bent to put another beer in front of him. Her initial lusty eagerness had dwindled to dulled bewilderment. A practically naked woman, a sexy one, had been walking around among these men for over an hour and nobody had even felt her up. Maybe they weren't normal. Maybe they had just wanted her around to look at.
She was deep into rationalizing the fact that she had been ignored. The thick, hairy forearm that plunged between her thighs from behind startled her so that she nearly dropped the tray. John's stubby fingers cupped the warm mound of her pussy and squeezed, jolting her with its crude grip.
She felt her face warming rapidly to a blush. Tony and Eddie were sitting across the table, idly watching John. She knew they could see the front of her apron moving as he massaged her cunt. She was shocked to realize that her insatiable pussy had reacted to the man's abrupt fondling instantly. The dew was trickling down her cunt tunnel already.
"Nice stuff, huh?" Tony said, absently shuffling the cards.
"Sure feels like it," John replied, spearing his middle finger into her. moist pussy hole without warning.
Amy was embarrassed and turned on at the same time. She stood still as the finger probed around and in and out of her clasping pussy. What she had been waiting for was starting to happen-maybe.
"Goddamn!" John muttered, removing his finger from the warm, damp darkness of her cunt tube to slide it up and down her wet pussy slit. "She's hotter 'n' hell!"
"I told you, buddy," Tony said, grinning widely. "Once she gets goin' she's a ball of fire."
"Jesus!" John said, rolling her throbbing clit around with the blunt tip of his finger. "Gonna have to find out about this for myself. Look down here, babe!"
Amy looked down to see a big bulge under the man's round belly-his hard, hot cock. She smiled, licking her lips slowly. Her hips moved without direction from her lust-fogged brain, hunching her swelling pussy against his delightfully stroking finger.
"That ain't no piss-hard-on, little lady!" he said huskily.
"I hope not," she sighed. Her stiff nipples were hot, throbbing, poking out against the starched apron.
"That's it!" John croaked. "It's you and me for the bedroom kiddo! You boys will excuse us for a while!"
"Sure," Tony said, "and if you get around to it, try her ass. She's got the tightest fucking asshole you ever stuck your cock into."
"Gawwwd!" John said, bolting up from his chair.
The lamp on the bedside table bathed the bedroom in a dim glow. Amy stood quietly facing the older man. His face was flushed with his excitement. His breathing was heavy, as if he were expanding conscious effort to control it. His hands reached for her and Amy dropped her gaze to the large swelling tenting the crotch of his pants. Not as big as Wally's monster but it would give her pleasure faster, easier. The top of her apron fell.
John whistled softly. "What a gorgeous set of tits! Haven't seen anything like them in years! Gotta taste them!"
Any shivered as his lips closed over the hot peak of her left tit, warm, wet and sucking. His teeth nibbled at her distended nipple, gently, lovingly. The warm glow his fingers had started in her belly was now matched by the glow in her left tit. One of his hands slipped around to the bow at her back while the other hand caressed her right tit, the thick, stubby fingers stroking the firm, smooth flesh with an unexpected feather-light touch.
She sighed out her pleasure and reached out to run the palm of her hand up and down the hard bulge of his cock. It was good-sized, thick, plenty long enough and hard. He grunted against her pulsing tit when she squeezed his cock.
The apron fell to the floor. His hand slid around her naked hip, grazed across her belly and dipped into the damp golden thicket of her cunt hair.
"Oh, that's nice!" Amy moaned as two of his fingers sliced into her juicy cunt slit, prodding against her throbbing clit.
Then he was pushing at her. She moved backward willingly. The backs of her knees struck the edge of the bed and she went down, her legs parting slightly.
By the time the bed stopped bouncing John was on his knees between her legs, his gaze locked on her plump pink pussy.
"Beautiful, just beautiful!" he sighed, running his hands up and down her inner thighs. "Been so long!"
Amy looked down at him. She had seen the wedding band. She knew. "Your wife won't let you?" she asked softly.
"Naw, she won't let me look at her cunt, let alone go down on her. She thinks it's perverted."
"You can go down on me," Amy whispered, moving her fingers down over her belly to frame her golden fleeced pussy. "I love it! Eat me, honey, eat my hot pussy!"
John groaned and his head darted into her open crotch.
"Ooooo, yesss!" Amy hissed as his lips planted soft, teasing kisses up and down the hairy, swollen lips of her cunt.
His lips began nibbling at the feverish flesh of her pussy as his strong hands found her ankles. He lifted her legs to perch her heels on the edge of the bed. She let her knees fall to either side, opening herself to his eager mouth completely. He was good, very good.
His tongue sliced into her wet groove and lashed up and down. It thumped against her throbbing clit and whipped down to tease the fluttering mouth of her cunt hole. While his tongue was avidly lapping at her dewy slit, his fingers were prodding and pulling at the swollen flaps of her pussy. They stretched the throbbing flesh and then pushed the hair-fringed lips inward to mold them around his bobbing face.
Amy's hips jerked and rocked as the middle-aged man devoured her young pussy greedily with his tongue and lips. She knew her cunt juice was absolutely pouring down her tense pussy tunnel, wetting his face.
"Oh my," she cooed, running her fingers down to feel where her pulsating pussy meat was being mashed against his face. "Your wife doesn't know what she's missing! You're really great! Damn, what a mouth! Eat me, baby, eat me! Oh God, yeah! Yeah!"
John's lips suddenly locked around the stiff, aching stalk of her clit. They sucked hard as his tongue began whipping the sensitive nubbin up and down at an incredibly fast pace. The abrupt assault on her clit forced a muffled groan from Amy's lips. Her belly rolled in spasms of knots.
One of his fingers stabbed into the sweltering clutches of her cunt tunnel, causing her to groan again. The thick, stubby digit waggled from side to side, probing at the slick walls as it rammed in and out of her oozing cunt.
"Oooooo shit, honey!" Amy gasped, running her fingers frenziedly around his head and his buried cheeks. "You're doin' it to me! Feels so fucking good! Eat my hot, horny cunt! So damn gooood!"
His finger popped out of her grasping cuntal mouth, slid down over a narrow, sweaty band of flesh and bored into the dry heat of her asshole. An instant later another finger rammed into her dripping cunt. Both fingers moved in and out, only slightly slower than the tongue beating against her pulsating clit.
"In my asshole! In my pussy! Suckin' my joy button! Ohhhhh, you sweeeet cunt-sucker!" Amy groaned, her ass jumping up from the bed to meet his thrusting fingers.
The double penetration, added to the frantic lapping and intense suction against her clit drove Amy over the brink. Her back arched up from the bed. Her fingers held his head in a death grip, tugging as if she meant to pull him completely inside her.
"Commminnnnggg!" she groaned loudly, her pelvis hunching madly against his face. "Blasting all over your lovely pussy-eating face. So, fucking, good! Aggghhhh!"
The rockets went off in her belly and soared up to her lust-fogged brain. Her body rose and fell and finally collapsed onto the bed. Her hips jerked as the man withdrew his fingers and moved his mouth down to noisily suck up the flow of cunt juice trickling from her wet, gaping pussy slit.
Then he was standing, framed by her widely splayed thighs, his fingers flying along the buttons of his shirt. His face was dark-red and glistening with the oils from her cunt. The bulge in his crotch now looked enormous.
"Gotta get my prick in that sweet pussy!" he muttered, staring at her swollen, wet-haired cunt.
Shamelessly thrilled by what she was doing, Amy reached between her legs and opened her pussy, showing him the pink inner flesh and her trembling cunt hole. He tore at his belt and zipper.
"Hurry," she moaned, "I need to be fucked! I want your cock fucking me!"
"Goddamn!" John swore, pushing his pants and shorts down in one hurried motion.
Amy was pleased with the older man's prick. It wasn't all that long but it was long enough. And thick, decorated by a chain of pulsating veins, topped by a blunt knob with a flaring rim, a hard poker sticking out of a nest of dense hair.
John shuffled up to the bed, reaching for her knees. He pushed them back toward her, turning her cunt up, lifting her ass from the bed.
Amy held her knees with her own hands, pulling as he fitted the hot knob of his cock into the quaking mouth of her cunt cave. "Stick it to me, baby!" she sighed, Gimme your big cock! Ram it into my horny pussy!"
Delicious little thrills darted up from her belly. The pliant walls of her pussy were quivering with anticipation of being invaded by the hot mass that was plugging the entrance.
John grasped the backs of her upturned thighs and pushed, forcing her knees almost to the bed on either side of her body. He had her pinned to the bed, unable to move. Her ass was up in the air and she had never felt so open and defenseless. And ready.
He leaned into her, forcing the stout shaft of his cock into her clasping tunnel, sliding his prick into her damp heat to the hilt. His balls pushed against the spasming ring of her asshole and the eager walls of her cunt clamped down hard around his thick cock, forcing a guttural grunt of pleasure from him. His prick was hot, hard and throbbing heavily.
"Your cock fills my pussy so nice!" Amy sighed, flexing her cunt muscles around his prick rhythmically. "Feels so hot and hard!"
"Jeeezuz, fucking, K-rist!" John groaned and began fucking her with frenzied speed.
His thick cock thundered in and out of her upturned pussy. His belly slapped against her straining ass with an almost constant sound. Loud squishing noises wafted up from her battered crotch as his stiff cock plunged into the bubbling well of her cunt over and over. Her hard-nippled tits wobbled crazily on her chest.
"Oooo, yes!" Amy grunted as her body was pounded into the mattress again and again. "Fuck it to me! Hot cock fucking me! Tear my pussy apart! Fuck baby fuck!"
"Awwww! Goddamn!" John suddenly groaned, his voice full of despair.
Amy was momentarily rattled, distracted from the orgasmic pressure that was building deep in her belly. ''What's wrong?" she gasped.
''Pussy's too good!" he grunted, his fuck strokes becoming short and erratic. ''Can't hold it! Sweet cunt pulling it outta me!"
''Fuck me faster then!" Amy cried. "Pound my pussy hard! Make me come too! Fuck it to meeee!"
"Ohhhhhhhhh, shit!" he groaned, hiking his twitching cock in her rippling sheath.
The warm, heavy spurts gushed into her foamy cunt. Amy moaned and hunched her ass in the little room in which she had to move. She ground her blazing clit against the thick root of his cock, rotating her clasping tunnel around his spitting prick.
She hunched and hunched and then she was there. A hard, fast orgasm ripped through her. The walls of her cunt spasmed around his jerking cock uncontrollably. It was intense. It was good. But it wasn't enough.
John was still panting when his limp cock slipped from her flowing pussy. Amy shuddered, fully aware of the unfulfilled need in her belly. The poor man just couldn't handle a young, hot cunt. It wasn't his fault.
"That was quite a spectacle," a voice said from somewhere above her head.
Amy looked up to see Dave Willis standing on the other side of the bed. His cock was sticking out of his pants and his fist was gently pumping up and down. His prick was long, very long, with a slight backward curve and a pointed head that was leaking a thin stream of pre-come. It was long enough to reach where she needed it most.
"You just going to stand there looking?" she teased, running her fingers up and down the swampy groove of her pussy wantonly. Her hips jerked when her fingers rubbed over her swollen clit and her big, heavy tits rolled lazily from side to side.
"Fuck no!" Dave said huskily, walking around the bed and working at his belt. "Just been waitin' for ol' John to get his rocks off!"
He rolled her over onto her belly. His hands hooked around her hips and hoisted her ass into the air, leaving her head and shoulders on the mattress.
The pointed head of his cock moved up and down through the come-soaked gap of her pussy. Amy wriggled her ass invitingly. "Do it, baby, do it!" she cooed softly. "Stick it to me! Fuck me!" The long, narrow shaft suddenly speared into her simmering cunt tunnel, reaching and prodding against the bottom of her pussy pit. His hands split the smooth cheeks of her ass as he immediately started fucking her with strong, swift lunges.
"Oh my," Amy moaned, "fucking me so deep! Beautiful! Fuck, baby, fuck!"
The curve in the tall man's shaft made the head of his cock drag along the rippling walls of her pussy as it moved in and out. The added friction excited Amy's lust-inflamed senses even more.
Now free to move, she got her hands under herself and raised her upper body. She rocked back and forth, meeting his swift thrusts, delighting in the sound of his belly slapping into the crack of her ass. Her heavy, hanging tits swung back and forth, hobbling each time her ass collided with his belly. Her nipples were sticking out like little fingers. With each forward motion of her body the walls of her pussy clamped down tightly around the man's withdrawing prick, milking the hard shaft in its tight grip.
"Faster, baby, faster!" she wailed, the glow in her belly becoming brighter and brighter. "Fuck it! Fuck my pussy! Horny cunt! Fuck it faster!"
He groaned and bent down over her flexing back. His hands captured the swinging globes of her tits, his Fingers denting into the firm but yielding flesh, his palms pushing her hard nipples back into those throbbing melons.
She wasn't as free to move this way but he was fucking her faster. His long, hot cock was sluicing in and out of her drooling cunt tunnel with blinding speed. His belly was whacking against her ass, jolting her over and over. It was incredibly good.
"Now ain't she somethin'?"
"I told you, didn't I?"
The first voice belonged to mean-looking Eddie, the second, to Tony. Amy twisted her bobbing head to see them standing at the foot of the bed. John was sitting on one corner, absently pulling on his deflated cock. Tony and Eddie were fondling the bulges of their hard-ons.
They were all watching her getting fucked-all three of them watching intently. Well, she'd give them a show.
She dropped her head, letting her golden hair toss wildly. Summoning every muscle she could control, Amy shivered and shook. Her entire body trembled violently She waggled her ass and hunched it back and forth at the furiously fucking man behind her as fast and as hard as she could. It was even better.
"Harder, Goddamn it!" she bellowed. "Fuck me harder! Pound my pussy! Fuck it! Fuck it!"
David huffed and puffed and somehow found the extra strength. His body thumped against her humping ass even harder, a wet, stinging slap that made her quiver.
"Ahhhhhh, yesss!" she moaned, reaching between her thighs to rake her nails across his tight, hairy balls every time his long prick knifed into her bubbling pussy. "That's it, lover! Fucking me so good! Fucking me so deep! Oooo, yes! Go, baby, go!"
A sharp pain flashed across her scalp as her head was yanked up. She found herself looking at a long, thick, ropey-veined cock sticking out of a red bush. Eddie.
"You're makin' too much fucking noise!" he said huskily. "This'll shut you up good!"
He stabbed his cock at her mouth but Dave's furious pounding caused him to miss the mark. The heart-shaped prick knob grazed her cheek, streaking it with a smear of fluid.
Suddenly wild to get another cock into her, Amy dropped her jaw, dipped her head a little and took Eddie's thrusting cock into the warm, wet suction of her mouth. She moaned deep in her throat as he grabbed her head and pushed more of his hard shaft between her ovaled lips.
She worked her bobbing head from side to side and rolled her tongue along the stiff cock shaft. She hollowed her cheeks and tightened her lips around the hard prick meat.
"That's it, cunt!" Eddie grunted. "Suck my cock like the cock-crazy bitch you are!"
The rhythmically contracting walls of her pussy suddenly spasmed, fountaining a flood of cunt oil around Dave's furiously thrusting cock. She gurgled her lewd ecstasy around the thick cock that filled her mouth.
Dave groaned and his flashing prick twitched mightily in her convulsing tunnel. Hot gushes of jism spurted into her heaving belly, pushing her right into another glorious orgasm.
Amy sucked mindlessly on Eddie's throbbing cock while the shudders of orgasm died away. Dave's prick spasmed weakly into her mechanically gripping pussy and slowly slipped it out.
The man behind her was gone but her hips still moved in the thrusting motions of sex. Warm jism was trickling down one thigh. Her big tits were swaying slowly, her long hard nipples aching for attention. Amy was off in her fantasy land of unending sexual adventure. Dimly she heard male voices.
"Goddamn, she's still hotter 'n a firecracker!" Eddie said, popping his hard-on from her mouth. "C'mon Tony, it's our turn! We'll show her what getting fucked is!"
Then a big hand was pressing against the small of her back, stopping her lewd gyrations. A blurred form was in front of her, moving, colors becoming the solid pink of naked flesh.
Amy moaned as the head of somebody's cock slid up and down in the oozing, gaping slit of her pussy. "Oh, yesss! Fuck me again! Give me more cock!"
"Shit! Her cunt's too sloppy!" Eddie's voice came from behind her.
"Stick her in the ass then," Tony's cool, calm voice said from in front of her. "Her little asshole is plenty tight."
"Do it!" Amy purred huskily. "Fuck my ass! Ram that big cock up my shitter!"
The hot, pointed head of Eddie's cock pushed against the spasming ring of her asshole instantly. She concentrated what was left of her will power on relaxing those muscles to admit the steely intruder.
Amy sighed and Eddie grunted as the head of his cock popped through her ass mouth and into the hot, dry tube. She pushed her ass backward, impaling herself on his stiff prick, forcing more and more of his thick shaft into the tight confines of her ass, a hot poker spearing into her bowels.
"Jeez!" Eddie groaned as the damp cheeks of her ass rotated against the fiery bush at the base of his cock and his balls pushed into her wet gash.
"Fuck me, damn it!" Amy moaned, tossing her head and swiveling her hips to twist the man's prick buried in her tightly gripping shit chute. "Fuck my ass!"
Another pair of hands gripped her head.
"Here, suck on this!" Tony barked.
Instinctively, Amy opened her mouth as wide as she could. She was rewarded with the lip-stretching thickness of Tony's long prick slipping into her mouth.
Eddie hooked his fingers around the points of her hips and started sawing his cock in and out of her blazing ass tube. She moaned against the thick cock that was pushing into the buttery smoothness of her throat. The thick slab of hot cock meat plunged deeper into her gullet, filling her mouth as her asshole was being filled. She was plugged at both ends.
Tony began moving back and forth, sliding his thick shaft in and out of her suctioning lips, in and out of her clasping throat. He was fucking her mouth, using it like a cunt, using her. She snorted and sucked harder.
"That's my hot little bitch!" Tony said. "Suck it! Suck my cock while I fuck your sweet mouth!"
"Her asshole is squeezing the hell outta my cock!" Eddie grunted, running his hands under her to caress her heaving belly.
"Told you her ass was tight!" Tony said smugly.
"Yeah!" Eddie croaked, driving the fingers of one hand into the mushy mound of her pussy. "And it is! So fucking tight! And so fucking hot!"
Tony chuckled evilly and leaning over her, grasped the velvety melons of her hanging tits. His fingers stroked down, milking the swaying globes, pinching the stiff, throbbing nipples.
Amy was almost out of her mind she was being so wonderfully fucked. A long hard cock was sliding in and out of her mouth, plunging into her clutching throat again and again. Another thick cock was ramming in and out of her asshole. Fingers were flipping her pulsating clit. More fingers were loving the aching flesh of her tits, stroking and pulling. She was sinking in the hot waves rising through her trembling body. She was going to come soon.
She wanted to cry out, to beg the smoothly fucking men to come with her, to come in her. But she could only gurgle and snort as her entire body trembled violently. The rockets went off like a string of firecrackers. From her ravaged asshole to her aching clit to her hot tits to her cock-sucking mouth and back to her ass, the explosions seemed to go on forever.
Something warm and wet spurted into her fiery ass tunnel, spurted again and again. The eruption in her mouth caught her unprepared and she gulped furiously. There was more than she could take. Some of it escaped and trickled down her chin. She swallowed faster, struggling to keep the twitching cockhead in her mouth.
Moments later, Amy Frazier, the saintly preacher's wife, was on her back. The finger marked melons of her big-nippled tits were gently heaving. Her jism-streaked thighs were thrown far apart. She was wantonly massaging the swampy, swollen, hairy mound of her pussy and beckoning to John and Dave. Her tongue was licking her smiling lips.
CHAPTER SIX
Amy stared morosely through a side window as the taxi cruised through an obviously affluent neighborhood. The wide lawns were lush, green and weedless. The flower beds were well kept, their bright colors dim in the twilight.
The driver slowed almost to a stop, craned his head at a street sign and made a right turn. "Almost there," he said without looking over his shoulder.
If he had, he would have seen a very distraught young woman. Amy couldn't figure it out. Somehow Tony knew when her husband was going to be gone. He had called this evening just minutes after Doug had left the house to make his visits to the sick and elderly. Another long evening's work.
Once again Tony had given the order and she was obeying. Once again the threat of scandal had not been required. That possibility was now like a living part of her existence.
The terrifying question was where her folly was leading her. Tony had not ordered her to appear at his place by the theater but had instructed her to go to an address in this high-income neighborhood. He had emphasized that she had better be very cooperative this evening.
The implications of that statement had her imagination running wild. What in heaven's name was she getting into now?
"Here we are, lady," the driver announced.
Amy got out and paid him. She walked up the inclined sidewalk on wobbly high heels. The house was large, red brick with big picture windows and a driveway that disappeared around one side. The occupants were not rich but they were certainly well off.
When the door opened to her knock she thought she had the wrong house. A woman stood in the doorway. She was a little shorter than Amy with full, ripe curves. She was tanned to a golden brown. Her big dark eyes were wide wet under arching brows. Her lips were full and painted a glistening red. The long tresses of her black hair were pulled back and fell past her shoulders. She was wearing a black dress that hugged her body like a second skin.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Amy blurted. "I must have the wrong address."
"Are you Amy?" the woman asked.
Amy nodded dumbly.
"You're at the right address then. Come in."
Her apprehension a cold knot in her belly, Amy walked into the house. What kind of weirdness had Tony sent her into? The woman closed the door, shutting the world out, shutting her in.
"I'm Grace," the woman said, her voice warm and friendly.
"Hello, Grace," Amy said.
"Come along. We've been waiting for you."
Amy followed the woman into a modest looking, simply decorated living room. A few paintings hung on three walls. On the left, a large fireplace took most of the wall. A couch, flanked by end tables and overstuffed chairs, sat in front of that, facing the television. A man was rising from the couch and turning around.
"And this is Matthew. Matthew, this is Amy," Grace said.
Matthew was very tall, lanky. His brown hair was a mass of dark curls. His face was long and narrow, his nose straight and pointed. But his lips were out of place in that thin face. They were full and smiling.
"Very pleased to meet you, Amy," he said as Grace propelled her along with a hand at her elbow.
"Hello," Amy managed.
"Do come and sit down," he said.
"Would you like a drink?" Grace asked.
"Oh no," Amy replied, "I don't drink."
"Some iced tea?"
"That would be just fine," Amy said.
A few moments later, Amy found herself sitting between Grace and Matthew on the couch. She sipped at her glass and upheld her end of a conversation that flitted from one inconsequential subject to another.
Gradually she became aware that her ears buzzed a little and her lips tingled. There could be only one explanation. Grace had slipped something into her tea. She felt relaxed for the first time in hours. It felt good. But she had lost track of the conversation.
"Mr. Picard certainly was right," Matthew said.
His voice seemed to be coming from a distance but Amy knew that he was sitting close to her-so close that his long thigh was brushing against hers.
"Yes, she is lovely, isn't she?" Grace said.
"Too lovely to just look at," Matthew said, his voice suddenly husky.
Amy looked down and watched his hand mold its long fingers around her right tit. They squeezed gently, the palm rubbing against her flesh through her thin blouse. It was almost as if it was happening to somebody else.
"Magnificent!" Matthew exclaimed softly. "I can feel a Very large nipple! Just magnificent!"
What Amy was feeling between her thighs was not happening to somebody else. That warm, moist heat was all hers.
''Go ahead, Matt," Grace said softly. "I want to see."
Amy glanced at the woman on her left. Grace was watching Matt unbutton her blouse with all of her attention, an expression of anticipation on her face, a strange gleam in her dark eyes.
It was all right with Amy if Grace wanted to watch her husband making it with another woman. But she had a nagging suspicion that more than mere watching would be involved before the night was over. She was not sure how she felt about doing anything with a woman. She had never really thought about it and there had always been so much cock available when she had felt horny that the opportunity to experiment had never arisen.
Matt pulled her blouse out of her skirt and parted the garment, exposing the firm, ripe globes of Amy's tits. She had not bothered with bra or panties.
"My God!" she breathed softly.
"Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous!" Grace said, her tone one of admiration.
"Absolutely!" Matt said and bent his head down.
Amy inhaled sharply at the first touch of his lips on her tit. They nibbled gently around the pebbled flesh, making little hot sparks shoot up to her brain. She was amazed by the incredible intensity of the sensations that were dancing up from her tit. Her flesh seemed to be super-sensitive and her rock-hard nipple felt like it was sticking out a mile.
The man's tongue curled around the rigid finger of her nipple while his fingers stroked the heavy underswell of her left tit. Amy sighed deeply and let her head fall back, shutting her eyes as he began sucking on her nipple. He sucked gently, rhythmically as his dry lips plucked at the ruby-colored circle. It was fantastic. A solid stream of pleasure pouring up from her tits. She wanted it to go on forever.
His hand left her tit and she felt it land on her lower thigh just above her knee. She opened her legs instinctively, anything as long as he kept sucking. His fingers moved up and down along her inner thigh with a feathery touch, stroking a little higher with each pass. They sent messages of promise along her nervous system to her rapidly warming pussy-her bare pussy.
His thumb snagged on her skirt and shoved. Amy lifted her hips, allowing him to push her skirt up around her waist. She knew Grace could see everything now. Her tits were hanging out of her open blouse and she was totally naked from the waist down. She didn't care, not as long as the woman didn't interfere with what her husband was doing.
Then he stopped doing it. His mouth was gone from her tit.
She looked down to find him sitting on the floor between her knees. Grace was beside him. Amy's thighs moved willingly when he pushed them apart. Now they both could see.
"Beautiful!" Matt said, gazing hungrily at her plump, golden-haired mound.
"Go ahead, Matt! Do it" Grace urged as he hooked his hands under Amy's thighs and tugged.
"Yes, do it!" Amy whispered hotly, slumping as her ass was pulled to the edge of the cushion, her thighs split as far apart as they would go. "Eat my pussy!"
The tall man groaned and lunged for the hairy fork of her crotch.
"Ah! Oh!" Amy moaned sharply as his nose, mouth and chin burrowed into her damp gash.
His tongue darted out repeatedly, stabbing at the slick inner flesh of her cunt. The sensations were even more incredible than the ones that had warmed through her tits. Her pussy was afire. The roving poker of his tongue just heaped fuel on the blaze. His head pushed tightly into her wet crevice, bobbing up and down, spreading apart the hairy, swollen lips of her pussy. In contrast to the gentle touch he had used with her tits, he was devouring her cunt with animalistic ferocity.
"Oooo! Oooo! Unnhhhh!" Amy gasped, her body jerking as his tongue rammed into her trembling cunt hole, flew up to lash at her pulsating clit and dash back down to stab into her pussy again.
He drove his hands under her ass. His long fingers kneaded the firm cheeks while his tongue roamed up and down her hot, wet cunt slit. She watched through lust-filmed eyes, watched his head move up and down through the golden hair at the base of her belly. She felt his magical, ravenous tongue teasing her hot, throbbing clit, lap down through her tender, wet cunt gash and probe into the quaking opening of her cuntal cave. Every nerve in her crotch was standing on end, vibrating madly.
The fact that the man's wife was watching didn't bother Amy. She was too turned on, too hot and horny to care.
Grace suddenly moved from where she had been sitting, intently watching Matthew devour Amy's cunt. She crawled down to the man's waist and began clawing at his belt. He adjusted himself so that he was lying on his side, his face still buried in Amy's pulsating pussy.
Amy was momentarily distracted from the wild pleasure the man's mouth was giving her when she saw what Grace hauled out of his pants. It was the longest prick she had ever seen! Longer than Wally's. Not overly thick but long. It had to be a good ten inches, maybe more. She trembled at the thought of how deeply a woman could get fucked by such a cock.
Grace gripped the long prick shaft with one hand and slipped her mouth over the blunt knob that topped it. She pushed, taking almost half of his prick into her face. Amy knew it had to be deep into her throat, ungodly deep.
Her attention was abruptly focused on herself again. Grace's husband had sucked the stiff, throbbing stalk of her clit between his lips and was nursing on it with a tremendous suction. A white hot bolt lanced up from her belly and exploded in a shower of incandescent sparks in her brain.
"Jeesus!" she cried, hunching her pelvis against his face. "Suck it! Suck my horny pussy! Feels so fucking gooood! Ohhhhh, dammmnnn!"
Through the red mist that swirled in front of her eyes, Amy saw that Grace had pulled her dress up around her hips. She was wearing black, crotchless pantyhose. The woman's fingers were energetically rummaging in the curly black nest of her cuntal mound, two of them completely out of sight, while she greedily sucked on her husband's incredibly long hard-on. Her other hand was lovingly pumping up and down the swollen cock shaft.
Amy closed her eyes and concentrated on what was building deep in her own belly. Giving herself up to the lust-craze that was bubbling through her veins, she palmed her heaving tits. She rolled them against each other as she arched her back and humped her flowing pussy against the man's sucking mouth even faster. She pulled and pinched the long, hard nipples, delighting in the exquisite stabs of pleasure.
Then it was there-a mind-bending orgasm that thundered through her. Her pussy seemed to turn inside out as it sprayed cunt juice all over the man's face.
"Ohhhhhh, shit!" she cried breathlessly. "Coming so hard! Suck! Suck! Suck! Arrrggghhhhh!"
The fantastic spasms passed and Amy slumped wearily into the deep cushions. She could not recall ever coming so hard from having her cunt sucked. Her entire body was still tingling, from her toes to her ears.
"That was out of this world, Matt," she sighed as the man pulled his glistening face from her swampy pussy.
"We're just getting started, my dear," he said, "now that you're in the proper state we can get down to some serious fucking and sucking."
"I can hardly wait," Amy said.
"You can hardly wait for his big cock, you mean," Grace said as she got to her feet, leaving her husband's prick standing up like a fence post.
"I must admit it does interest me," Amy said.
"I suggest that we adjourn to the playroom," the man said, pulling Amy to her unsteady feet.
They led her down another hall and into a dark room. The lights went on and Amy stood there dumbfounded while the couple quickly removed their clothes.
Two king-sized mattresses, one atop the other sat in the middle of the room. The walls on either side were all glass, mirrors from floor to ceiling. Strange-looking harnesses were suspended on ropes from the ceiling. Two double-doored cabinets were against the wall by the door. Shelves between them held a movie projector and stacks of magazine and books. Amy didn't wonder what they were about, she knew without asking. A large movie screen hung on the opposite wall. The room was designed and furnished for only one activity.
The light suddenly dimmed and changed to a soft rosy glow that seemed to pulsate. Amy looked around. Matt and Grace were naked. Matt's long hard-on was standing up in front of his hairy belly. His tall, lean frame rippled with wiry muscles. Grace's tan covered all of her lush body with no telltale bands of paler flesh across her tits or around the black triangle of her cunt.
Amy didn't pause to wonder why Grace had removed all of her clothes. Her attention was focused on the long hard prick swaying across the room toward her.
Matt took her into his arms, his long fingers sweeping her gaping blouse from her. Amy's tits spread out against him, the touch setting her on fire. His lips came down upon hers, his tongue invading her mouth with a swift, demanding thrust. She could taste herself, taste her own cunt juice. The stiff, upright shaft of his cock pressed high along her belly. It felt like a hot bar of steel, its heat radiating down to her dripping pussy. Amy rolled her belly against his long hard-on out of pure lustful instinct.
Amy felt something tugging at her hips and realized that Grace was pulling her skirt down. She reluctantly tilted her lower body away from that magnificent prick and the garment fell to her feet.
She leaned into Matt again, setting her tongue into motion against his, delighting in the pressure of his incredibly long prick pressing into her flesh.
Matt pulled his head back a little and rolled his lips and tongue against hers as he spoke. "I, want to stick my cock in your delicious ... pussy! I want ... to ... fuck you!"
"Ummm-yes!" Amy mumbled against his roving mouth.
She forgot about the man's wife as she allowed him to lower her to the big mattress. All that mattered was the anticipation of having that long cock slipping into her hungry cunt.
He positioned her on her hands and knees and got behind her. Amy trembled with excitement, the tingling reaching every inch of her body. She knew he would be able to drive that cock pole very deeply into her in this position.
His hands caressed the white, quivering moons of her ass, now and then slipping between them to rub along the hairy lips of her wet, gaping pussy. She shivered at each gazing touch.
The hot knob of his cock slipped into her oiled pussy canal and kept going. He fed the long hose of his prick into her cunt smoothly, steadily. The aroused walls of her pussy tunnel clamped down around the stiff shaft and yielded reluctantly.
"Oooooooo, mmmyyyy!" Amy moaned breathlessly as his cock pushed deeper and deeper, stretching her, filling her, probing deeper than any cock before it. "So long and hard! Going so deeeep! What a cock!"
His balls and belly pressed against her and she had all of him. Every long, hard inch of his cock was stuffed into her rippling pussy. She was certain that if his cock had been another inch longer it would have split her open somehow. The steely shaft was flexing in the snug grasp of her cunt. She could hear his heavy breathing behind her. For a second or two she was afraid he was going to blast off, then the erratic movement of his prick slowed to a steady throbbing. Amy relaxed and waited for him to start thrusting.
She found herself being turned and lowered. Then she was on her side with Matt behind her. One of his arms was under her, his fingers wrapped around her tit. His other hand caught and lifted her upper leg. He bent her leg over his thigh and began fucking her.
The long, hard column of cock meat slid in and out of her wet cunt channel easily, in and out, his belly colliding gently with her pillowy ass at the end of each smooth stroke. His fingers toyed with her hugely distended nipple. His mouth licked at her throat and shoulder.
"Oh God, that's good!" Amy sighed. "Never been fucked so deep! Feels like it's ramming clear up to my throat! Jesus, so good!"
Matt's grip tightened on her tit and the leg that was hooked over his thigh, almost immobilizing her as he began thrusting a little faster, a little harder.
"Even better!" Amy purred, her body quivering with each jolt of his belly against her ass. "Fuck it, baby, fuck it! Fuck my pussy!"
"Sweet-tight-pussy!" he grunted.
"Lovely, just lovely!" Grace's voice said, echoing through Amy's numbed brain.
Amy forced her gaze to focus on the woman. She was sitting on her knees just a couple of feet away. Her fingers were moving in the thick black thatch of her cunt hair. Her big, brown-nippled tits were heaving gently. Her face was a mask of lust, her gaze glassy. Amy was astounded that a woman could derive so much pleasure from watching her husband fucking another woman.
Grace abruptly bent down and started lapping at Amy's bobbling tit. Amy was shocked and then instantly realized that she should have expected it. She should have known that Grace wasn't going to remain a passive observer. She was amazed by how good the woman's tongue felt as it roved over her warm tit flesh. It was smaller than a man's tongue and somehow more tender-and definitely more erotic, more forbidden.
The woman's pointed tongue flicked at the distended finger of Amy's nipple and flipped the turgid mass back and forth. The fluttering touch forced a soft moan of pleasure from Amy's lips.
Grace lifted her head and looked directly into Amy's eyes. The women were eye to eye while Grace's husband's long cock was gliding in and out of Amy's bubbling cunt. Amy could not get over it.
"Did that feel good, what I was doing?" Grace asked softly.
"Yes, it did," Amy whispered.
"You've never made it with a woman, have you?"
"No."
"Haven't you ever wondered what it was like?" The conversation was maddening. Her pussy was being drilled by this woman's husband and she was talking about sex between women!
"I suppose so, some time or another."
"Well, you're about to find out."
With that, Grace fell to her side, her head lunging for Amy's open crotch.
Amy gasped as the woman's mouth closed over her warm, wet pussy. Just millimeters away from her husband's stroking prick. The darting thrusts of her tongue felt like a million hot needles probing the moist upper reaches of Amy's cuntal trench.
"Holy-fucking-shit!" Amy grunted, her impaled, immobilized body jerking as Grace's mouth captured the swollen, hotly throbbing stalk of her clit.
The black-haired woman's tongue curled tightly around her clit and nursed greedily. Amy sobbed, her belly bouncing against Grace's big firm tits, her ass being pummeled by Matt's belly, her flowing pussy being filled and refilled by his long, hard prick.
The sensations were too much for her. She shuddered as her orgasm ripped through her. She could feel her clit twitching and jerking within the sucking tube of Grace's tongue. She could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing, spitting and convulsing around Matt's powerfully thrusting prick.
Grace's talented mouth deserted her flowing cunt. "Suck me!" she groaned. "Suck my pussy!"
Amy gasped as the woman's lips clamped down on her swollen cuntal mound once more. Grace's fingers were stroking the cock-stretched flaps of her pussy, urgently massaging the hairy lips.
She shook her head blearily. Grace's thighs were right in front of her face. They were open and a dense bush of curly black hair straddled the fork. She could see the brown outer lips. They were curled back to expose the pink inner flesh that glistened wetly. An exciting musky scent burned Amy's nostrils. She had never imagined herself going down on another woman. Never.
She dropped her head and ran her stiffened tongue through the moist pink slit. Grace moaned softly against her pussy. The taste was spiced honey, hot and lewd. Now she knew why men liked to eat pussy. She had always known that it felt good to be eaten. She would make Grace feel good.
Amy wrapped her arms around the woman's generous brown hips. She pushed her face into the black trimmed crevice, twisting her head from side to side, burrowing into the damp, warm cunt slit.
While Matt kept his relentlessly rhythmic cock thrusts, Amy avidly explored his wife's aroused pussy. She rammed her tongue into Grace's oozing pussy hole. She licked at the woman's spasming asshole. She rolled the pulsating nubbin of her clit around and around.
Amy was totally immersed in erotic thrills. They were rising from her rippling pussy tunnel, darting up from her woman-sucked clit, swarming around her own pussy-eating face. A soft, feminine belly was quivering against her tits, a hard masculine one banging against her ass.
"Jesus!" Matt suddenly groaned, his thrusts changing to hard, erratic strokes. "Gonna come! Can't hold it! Gonna shoot my fucking load in your pussy!"
Amy felt his cock jerking crazily as it thundered in and out of her dancing pussy sheath. She grunted against the cunt meat between her lips, trying to signal that she was ready to make it with him.
His fingers tightened around her hot tit, sinking into the firm flesh. The eruptions blasted into her pulverized cunt cave. The hot geysers triggered her own spasms and she groaned and shivered as the walls of her pussy collapsed around his spitting, jerking prick.
A second later Grace lifted her head and wailed, a high-pitched noise that bored into Amy's brain. The woman's hips rolled in her arms and hunched at her face. She whipped her tongue against Grace's clit as hard and as fast as she could. The woman's pussy seemed to actually swell against her face for a moment. Warm, wet cunt juice flowed against her cheek.
Matt and Grace fell away from her sweat-filmed body and Amy inhaled deeply. She could hear the couple's ragged breathing. It had been wonderful. Weird but wonderful.
Minutes later, Grace sat up and tenderly caressed Amy's hips and thigh. "That was really fantastic for the first time," she said. "But now you owe me."
"Huh?" Amy said.
"You have to help me suck Matt's cock hard again so he can fuck me. That's only fair, isn't it?"
The novelty of the proposal turned Amy on instantly. The satisfied weariness from just being fucked and sucked was forgotten. "Sounds like fun to me," she said.
"Great!" Grace said gleefully.
Amy rolled over to face Matt. Grace quickly climbed over him to kneel on the opposite side, her big tits jiggling provocatively. Amy got to her knees.
Matt was laid back and relaxed, waiting, like a sheik waiting on his harem. His feet were crossed and his head cradled in his hands. He was smiling broadly. His cock was a long, glistening hose reclining between his hairy thighs.
"C'mon!" Grace said thickly as she bent down. She lapped at his cock with long strokes that started at the curly-haired base and ended by wiping around the blunt knob at the end of the long shaft.
Amy bent down and joined the fray. She flattened her tongue and ran it back and forth along the man's limp prick. She paused now and then to nibble playfully at the loose, velvety skin with her lips. Soon she and Grace established a pattern. They moved their mouths in opposite directions so that no part of Matt's cock was left unattended for very long.
"Mighty nice!" Matt sighed contentedly.
Amy felt his hand cup her hanging tit. The fingers stroked the warm flesh lightly while she licked and nipped at his cock. She could feel her nipple hardening to press against the palm of his hand. She rolled her eyes up to see that he was also playing with one of Grace's big tits. The woman's face, with those large, dark eyes, was only an inch from her own. Amy read an expression of warm, feminine friendliness, something she had never known before.
Matt's long cock, now completely cleaned of cunt juice, twitched and began to rise slowly from the valley of his thighs. Grace curled her fingers around the hairy root and craned her head around to take the shiny blunt knob into her mouth. She hummed softly and she sucked.
Amy satisfied herself with continuing to lap wetly at the man's steadily rising prick. She moved her head around, tonguing the gradually stiffening prick pole, bottom, side, and top. She gently explored the heavy, hairy sac of his balls, rolling the large eggs tenderly between her fingers.
Matt's long cock was soon pointing at the ceiling. Amy's face bumped into Grace's. Grace pulled back, slipping her lush lips from Matt's cockhead. She looked at Amy, her eyes dilated and glazed.
Amy acted on sudden impulse, an irresistible urge. She kissed Grace full on the mouth, tingling with the shock of full, soft lips against her own. It lasted only a brief second or two.
"That was sweet," Grace said softly.
"Sweet to watch too, but I'm ready to sink my cock into some warm, tight pussy!" Matt said, breaking the spell.
"I've got one for you, honey!" Grace purred.
"How do you want it?" Matt said, gripping his rampant hard-on and waving it in the air.
"From behind, but wait a sec!" Grace said.
Amy suddenly found herself being pushed onto her back. Grace was crawling over her.
"I think you'll enjoy the view," Grace said huskily as her knees straddled Amy's head.
Amy felt her own knees being bent up and spread apart as she looked up between Grace's tanned thighs. The woman's gaping pussy was just inches above her face. The swollen pink lips were fringed with soft, black curls. The moist gash shimmered even in the rosy glow that bathed the room.
"C'mon, baby, ram that long cock into me and fuck me!" Grace said, waggling her ass from side to side invitingly.
The engorged head of Matt's cock came into Amy's view. She watched it push into the open cunt hanging above her and pause without entering completely.
"Fuck me, damn it!" Grace complained. "I need that belly-busting cock! Ram it to me!"
Matt's long prick shaft suddenly knifed into Grace's cunt, forcing a pleased grunt from the woman. Amy blinked with surprise as his balls slapped against hairy cunt meat just above her face.
Amy felt Grace's mouth close over her newly aroused pussy. She gasped as the woman's face rooted in her damp cunt gash. Grace's tongue was flying, licking, stabbing, lapping at her tender pussy slit. Amy moaned softly, her insides melting under the ferocious assault.
Her temples throbbing with lust, Amy craned her head up to flick her tongue at Grace's distended clit on Matt's back stroke. The woman grunted and rammed her tongue into Amy's cunt hole. The probing presence in her cunt tunnel set Amy's pelvis moving, rocking her hot pussy against Grace's hot face.
The sensations were wild. The entanglement of three lust-filled bodies sucking and fucking was so exciting that Amy could hardly stand it. Her eyes were full of cock flashing in and out of pussy. Her tongue was teasing a throbbing clit. She could hear the gurgling as cock plunged into pussy again and again.
It was more than she could stand. Her body arched up rigidly, pressing her hard belly against the quivering mound of Grace's tits. Her tongue teased pussy sucked at the woman's stabbing tongue, gripped it and convulsed around it. Amy groaned loudly, her stiffened body trembling as she came.
She dropped back to the bouncing mattress, her cunt continuing to spasm against Grace's madly pillaging mouth. Through the ringing in her ears she could hear Matt's harsh panting. Through the red film in front of her eyes she could see his swollen-veined cock pumping and pumping, spearing into Grace's bubbling pussy with lightning quick thrusts.
"Awwww! Gawwwd!" he groaned. "Gonna come, Sis! Right in your hot cunt! Now, Sis, nowwwww!"
"Me too!" Grace wailed from between Amy's thighs, "Shoot it to me, Baby Brother! Fill my pussy with your hot stuff! Come in sister's hungry pusssyyyy!"
Hot splatters of jism and cunt oil rained down on Amy's face. She was hardly aware of them. Her lust-fogged brain was reeling with the knowledge that she was participating in an orgy of incest.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Doug had been gone about five minutes when the doorbell rang. Amy wasn't too surprised to find Wally standing on the porch. Tony was sending a messenger this time.
"Come with me," the huge ex-con said firmly.
"Now?" Amy asked. This was not supposed to be one of her husband's late nights out.
"Now. The car is waiting."
Amy glanced around his bulk to see a long black limousine idling at the curb. Not having any idea of why she needed it, she grabbed her purse from the hall table and locked the door behind her.
Amy knew better than to ask any questions during the trip. Wally was sitting in the front seat with the driver. Both of them were as silent as death.
After about thirty minutes the limousine slowed and turned into a driveway. The way was barred by tall iron gates. The driver leaned forward as if doing something under the dash and the gates slid open. The limousine purred up the long sloping drive that was lined on either side by tall palm trees.
The house was huge, a two-story building with dozens of rooms. But only two rooms showed light. The driveway forked, one branch curving to the left toward the front of the house. The limousine went straight ahead, past the end of the house. It turned and stopped in front of a detached garage that appeared to have at least six stalls. Whoever the owner was, he was very rich.
Amy followed the silent ex-con into the house. He seemed to know exactly where he was going as they made their way through the dark halls.
He led her into a large, richly furnished study. A man was sitting behind a huge desk. He appeared to be older, fifty or so, his hair gray, his craggy, not unhandsome face faintly lined. He looked up from the confusion of papers on the desk.
"Ah, Mrs. Frazier," he said. "Do come in."
His pale blue eyes roamed over her boldly as she approached. She stopped in front of the desk. He was even better looking at closer range.
"Sit down, Mrs. Frazier. That will be all, Wally."
The ex-con turned and left the room.
Amy sat down in the only chair, an overstuffed one in front of the desk. The minutes passed and the silence grew heavy. He was just sitting there, looking at her, studying her. Amy wanted to sink out of sight into the cushion. His bold gaze made her aware of the fullness of her tits, the feel of her nipples pushing against her flimsy bra.
Finally he rose, walked around the desk and stood in front of her.
"All the reports I've heard were true. You are a lovely woman," he said. "But of course I want to see everything for myself. Stand up and remove your clothes."
The tone was there in his voice. The tone that said he was used to being obeyed. That he dominated everything and everyone around him.
Amy stood up. There was a nervous fluttering in her stomach, unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her fingers fumbled with the row of buttons that ended at her waist. She shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell around her feet. Incredibly she felt her nipples hardening as she reached behind her to unsnap her bra.
The big cups fell away from her warm globes and she could almost feel the man's blue eyes caressing them. He said nothing. Amy hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and rolled them down quickly. It was better to get it over as soon as possible. She stepped out of the pile of her clothes, taking her a step closer to the man who had her in his power-the man who was sporting a considerable bulge in his pants.
He palmed the heavy underswells of her tits, hefting them, testing their weight. His thumbs stroked upward to rub across her stiffening nipples.
Amy closed her eyes as he continued to gently fondle her tits. She didn't want to see his face, didn't want to watch his hands.
One hand descended, exploring the curve of her ribs, the concavity of her waist, the flaring of her hip. The fingers brushed lightly into the golden triangle of her cunt.
Amy could not resist the tide that was riding in her. She had become too receptive since she had met Tony Picard. Her body, frustrated for so long, was now fully tuned to erotic sensations, whatever their origin.
Two fingers stroked the rapidly swelling lips of her pussy with the lightest touch. They rubbed up and down gently, igniting the fire in her belly. She could feel the heat rising to crimson her face.
"You really are gorgeous," the man said softly, his hands still moving against her tit and her warm cuntal mound. "You have beautiful, incredible nipples. I've never seen any to match them. Your body is flawless. Fashioned to inspire desire. A feast for any man."
The words soaked into her consciousness, became part of the lust that was beginning to throb between her thighs.
"Your mouth looks delicious. I've heard that your oral talents are remarkable. I'd like a demonstration. Now."
She had never heard it put that way but Amy knew exactly what he wanted. She dropped to her knees in front of him. Amazed by the steadiness of her hands, so opposite to the wild nervousness that was whirling inside her, Amy opened his fly and expertly fished his cock out.
It was not overly long but it was thick. A fat brown shaft criss-crossed by swollen blue veins and a pointed head with a broad, flaring rim. She supported the thick shaft lengthwise in the palm of her hand. It was warm, soft, pulsing lightly. His musky male scent sizzled up her nostrils to her brain.
Amy lapped at the satiny head of his cock wetly. She twirled her tongue around its firm rim. She could feel him looking down at her, watching her mouth move over the hot head of his stiffening prick. It was starting to rise from her hand.
She opened her mouth and sucked the pointed prickhead inside, pushing forward until it nudged into her throat, tightening her lush lips around the hardening shaft. She moved her head back and forth, fucking him slowly with her hot mouth. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking gently on the back stroke. She blew on the forward thrust, being careful that she did not scrape the tender flesh with her teeth. She curled her fingers around the fat cock pole, jacking him off as she mouth-fucked him.
Amy could feel the heat and dampness growing in her palpitating pussy. His fat prick was rockhard, stretching her lips and making her jaws ache as she kept pumping her head back and forth. A less experienced woman would have choked on his fleshy cock pole, but for her it was only a minor adjustment. It was going to plug her cunt nicely.
She heard rustling above her. He was disrobing. He was going to fuck her soon. Then he was lifting her, turning her around.
"Bend over and grab your ankles," he said, his voice thick and harsh.
Amy obeyed. Her long, golden hair piled on the carpet. Her heavy tits dangled, hot and throbbing. She knew what he was seeing. Her split thighs. The bent cheeks of her ass. The yellow-furred slit of her pussy.
His fingers pressed into her moist cunt gash, moved up and down. They brushed against her erect clit, making her gasp softly. One of them slipped into her rippling pussy and the oozing walls of her cunt gripped the probing digit tightly.
"Very nice," he said, his voice edged with passion that was under control. "Hot, wet and tight. Ready for the taking."
His fingers withdrew. They rammed into her clenching asshole without warning. The sudden sharp pain made Amy groan. The pain passed quickly though as he worked his fingers in and out of her clutching ass. It became pleasure. She started moving her hips without even thinking about it. Her ass swayed from side to side.
"Excellent!" he said. "Dry, hot and tight! A delight for any anal connoisseur!"
He slid two fingers of his other hand into her undulating cunt. They plunged in and out of the dark moistness, synchronized with the fingers sawing in and out of her asshole.
Amy moaned softly, her lust rising higher and higher. She wished he would make up his mind on which hole he was going to fuck. The blood rushing into her head had her temples pounding like thunder.
"On your knees!" he said huskily, applying firm downward pressure with his fingers.
She sank to the thick carpet gratefully. His fingers withdrew from her feverish body. Then the hot head of his cock nudged into her trembling cunt hole. It paused there, big and hot, pulsing with the promise of the thick shaft behind it.
"Oh, shit!" Amy moaned. "Get it into me! Ram that big prick into my pussy! Fuck me! Please, fuck me!"
As hot as she was, as horny as she was, she was not prepared for the savage lunge that sank his fat cock into her rippling cunt channel to the hilt in a split second. The walls of her pussy spasmed, dilating frantically to adjust to the sudden thick intrusion.
"Goddamn! Goddamn! Goddamn!" Amy groaned. It felt like the thick end of a baseball bat had been shoved into her cunt. Her pussy sheath was stretched to its utmost.
The man behind her started moving. The steely thickness in her impaled pussy started moving. In and out, pushing and pulling along her rippling tunnel. She had never been so totally filled.
The seconds passed and he kept thrusting, fucking her slowly, smoothly, her fingers roaming over the smooth white cheeks of her ass. Each stroke was easier than the one before it, more exciting. The expanded walls of her pussy were pouring out oil that lubricated the passage of his fat cock. Those wet walls were flexing rhythmically, gripping down on his prick on each inward thrust.
"Marvelous!" he said thickly. "You have a very talented cunt!"
"And you have one hell of a prick!" Amy groaned, rocking back and forth on her knees, meeting his smooth thrusts. Her stiff-nippled tits felt hot and heavy as they swayed beneath her.
His fingers hooked over her hips. They dug into her flesh as he began to fuck her a little faster. His belly slapped against the hot crack of her ass audibly. The hairy sac of his balls thumped against her hot cunt mound, jolting her throbbing clit.
"Ummmmmm!" Amy murmured, all of her senses turning inward and downward to the bubbling pit of her pussy. "That's good! So goood! Such a big, hard cock!"
He shifted gears again. He fucked her harder, faster. The thick pole of his cock was pounding in and out of the flowing well of her cunt, stuffing her over and over. His body banged against hers heavily, jarring her from head to toe. Her fingers clawed into the carpet as she sought to withstand his blows. But his big cock felt so good. He was doing it to her.
"You're doin' it, you big, fucking stud!" she moaned. "Makin' me come! All over your big, fucking prick! Oh, Jeezuzzz! Agggghhhhhh!"
He kept fucking her, ramming his thick cock into her spasming pussy relentlessly as she came. She shuddered and tossed her head, the golden hair flying wildly as the rainbowed waves washed through her.
The colors had barely begun to fade, the crashing waves subsiding to gentle ripples when the man behind her began to move even faster. His cock felt even bigger, harder. The hot thickness was pounding into her foamy cunt like a pile driver. His sweaty belly whacked against her quivering ass loudly.
"Yes, oh yes!" she cried. "Pound my pussy! Big prick! So hard! Wreck-my-horny-hairy-cunt! Ohhhhhhhh, yes! Fuck, cunt! Fuck, me!"
His fingers drove under her heaving belly to claw into her swampy, hot mound. They pinched at her throbbing clit, wrenching a deep gasp from her.
He was fucking her with hard, heavy thrusts. His hugely swollen cock was ripping in and out of her gurgling pussy pit. She had never been fucked so hard, with such ferocity. It was almost as if he were trying to punish her with his thick cock. The speed of his lunges had her body trembling constantly. Her lust was changing to fear. The quicker it was over the better.
"C'mon, lover!" she wailed, swiveling her ass as much as she could in his tight grip, concentrating on flexing the tired walls of her cunt canal around his mercilessly pumping cock. "Shoot it to me! Fill-my-belly-with-jism! Big fucking prick! Gimme your hot load! Come in my fucking pussyyyy!" The plunging shaft twitched mightily in her demolished pussy and exploded. Geyser after geyser spurted into her quivering depths. The man behind her, his belly pressed hard against her sweat-filmed ass, groaned from deep in his chest. He kept coming. The hot jets splashed against the walls of her pussy again and again.
"Oh shit!" Amy gasped, startled as another orgasm ripped up from her aching cunt. It roared up her spine and exploded in her brain. A million pinpoints of light faded in front of her eyes to be replaced by another explosion. And another explosion.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Amy sucked gently on the spongy cockhead of the man sitting in the chair. Her elbows were hooked over his thighs. She played her fingers through the coarse, curly gray hair around the thick root of his cock and toyed tenderly with his balls. She moved her head back and forth in little, short motions as she sucked.
She rolled her eyes up to meet his gaze. He wore an expression of wry amusement. The man was obviously enjoying his total domination over her. When he had commanded her to clean his prick, she had not hesitated. When the job was done, he had ordered her to take his cock into her mouth and she had not hesitated.
Amy was beginning to worry about the time.
Doug was not supposed to be out late tonight. She had hoped that the man sitting so placidly above her watching her suck his cock, would send her home after he had ravaged her cunt. But it had not happened. There seemed to be no escape. The threat of scandal was lurking greater and greater.
"Mrs. Frazier, it's time I got down to my reason for bringing you here," the man said.
Amy was dumbfounded. That had already been made quite obvious. She slipped her lips from his fat cock knob, intending to ask what he meant.
"No! Put your delightful mouth right back where it was. You'll know all soon enough. You have no reason or right to ask any questions." Thoroughly confused, Amy did as she was told and took the warm, smooth head of his thick prick into her wet mouth once more.
"Ummmm, very nice! But on with it. You see, I own the Parkway Adult Theater. It's just one of my many interests. Tony Picard works for me, as do Grace and Matthew."
Amy suddenly had the feeling that she was the fly sitting in the spider's web.
"When I first received reports about you, very complimentary ones I might add, it took a while for me to make the connection. Then I had Grace and Matthew check you out while I decided on my course of action."
Amy's lips sucked on his cock meat mechanically, without direction from her brain.
That gray matter was whirling in confusion. What was going on that he had to take any action?
"My name is Charles Gray, Mrs. Frazier."
The name meant nothing to her.
"My wife is Elizabeth Gray."
Elizabeth Gary. Auburn hair. Short and petite but full of curves and blessed with big tits. Always sat near the front during Doug's sermons, gazing at him with her big green eyes. Never missed a service. But she was so much younger than the man whose prick was pulsating between her lips that Amy had not connected them at all!
The shock of realization had made her pause in her sucking. She started to pull her head away but the man's hands tangled in her hair and pulled her mouth down on his fat cock again, forcing a couple of inches of the thick shaft between her lips.
"You do know Elizabeth then. Fine," he said, pumping his prick in and out of her mouth several times. "That's fine, just fine! A really lovely mouth!"
Then he stopped moving, but still held her head between his hands. She could feel his prick starting to become firmer in the warm wet confines of her mouth.
"Your husband has been very busy lately, hasn't he, Mrs. Frazier? Devoted to his calling. Working long, hard hours." Then his voice took on a hard edge. "What your husband has been doing is organizing a church of his very own. One of a kind.
A denomination all by itself."
It was unbelievable. Not her Doug. He couldn't do such a thing.
"California has always been fertile ground for such unorthodox thinking. When I learned that Elizabeth was so deeply involved in forming his Church of the Imminent Coming I was very disturbed. Then I found out about you. Now I have decided to bankroll your husband's operation, to become the financial bedrock for his building."
Anger flared up in Amy. The threat of scandal was forgotten. She yanked her head back, her mouth off of his semi-rigid cock. Her abrupt motion carried her out of his grasp and onto her ass.
"Why, you hypocritical bastard!" she spat at him. "Blackmail me into all kinds of kinky stuff and then think you can do the same to my husband! You fucking bastard!"
He laughed at her. Threw his head back and laughed at her. He stood up.
"Hypocrite! Blackmail! Such terrible words from such a lovely mouth. You have a lot to learn."
He walked past her, stopped, turned around and held out his hand. "Come along, I've something to show you."
He led her through the darkened house, through quiet rooms and into a bed room. He pressed something behind a picture frame on the wall and a door opened in the wall. Amy followed him into a narrow passage. The air was musty and the wood under her feet was cold.
"Careful now, we're going up some stairs," he said.
She felt blindly with her feet. In the dark it was hard to judge how far they climbed. Then they were on a level surface again. A dim glow was ahead of them.
They reached the light. Charles Gray pulled her in front of him, turning her toward the light.
She found herself looking down into a room that held several people. She was several feet above them. Two men and three women were sitting in a semi-circle on folding chairs. One of them was Elizabeth Gray. Amy could not place the others. They were all paying close attention to the man standing in front of them, his back to Amy. She didn't have to see his face to recognize him. Doug. Her husband. He was saying something, gesturing.
"Watch, listen and learn!" Charles Gray whispered into her ear.
She felt his naked body press against her back as he reached in front of her. His fat cock pushed into the crack of her ass. Then her husband's voice jumped up from in front of her belly.
"We, above all members of the body of the Imminent Coming, must be purged. They look to us for example and inspiration.
"Amen!" Elizabeth Gray said fervently.
"We must be cleansed of that which prevents us from being receptive to that approaching event. It is our responsibility to guide others to the bliss of giving and receiving."
"Amen, brother!" one of the men said.
"We must rid ourselves of that which restrains us ... the burden of worldly desire, the lust of the flesh!"
"Oh, yes!" Elizabeth said softly, squirming in her chair. Her balled fists were rolling between her thighs at the base of her belly.
The woman was sexually excited. Amy saw that the other women were similarly affected. One was running her palms up and down her thighs. The other woman was openly fondling her own tits. The men were looking back and forth from Doug to the women. They looked like they were ready to leap from their seats.
Shocked, unable to believe what she was seeing and hearing, Amy could not resist the feeling of anticipation that was building inside her. It was a familiar feeling, one of lust. Charles Gray's hands were gently caressing the pliant cheeks of her ass.
"We must drive the demons from each other again and again!" Doug said, his voice rising. "We must pursue them tonight!"
Elizabeth Gray moaned softly. Her hands went to her throat. They flashed down, opening her dress. In one fluid motion, she rose and shrugged the garment off. She stood naked while the dress floated to the floor.
Her small frame was lushly curved. The white globe of her tits, looking almost too big for her to carry, were tipped by small pink nipples. The pink lips of her cunt were plainly visible through the closely cropped hair that was just slightly darker than the auburn curls on her head.
The other women and the men followed her example, ripping at their clothes while Elizabeth fell to her knees in front of Doug.
Amy was repulsed and fascinated at the same time. Doug was betraying all of her faith in him. Making a shambles of her efforts to live up to his example. But what right had she to complain? She had fallen prey to her old appetites easily enough. He was just as human. Charles Gray's thick cock was prodding between her thighs. She opened her legs and the fat shaft rose to nestle against the hairy mound of her pussy. Closing her thighs against the rigid prick pole, she kept her eyes on the people in front of her.
Elizabeth had fished Doug's prick from his pants and had it imprisoned between the big, white mounds of her tits. One of the other women, a tall brunette, was pressed against his side, her hands busily removing his clothes. The two men, sporting considerable hard-ons, had carried the remaining woman to the floor. One of them had his face buried between her thighs, his nose and cheeks out of sight in the black bush of her cunt hair. The other man was kneeling above her, his head going from one tit to the other, his mouth licking and sucking while she explored his rigid cock and toyed with his balls.
"Suck the demon from me!" Doug croaked, his face flushed, his hands groping at the brunette's tits and pussy.
Elizabeth freed his prick from her tits and sucked it into her mouth. Her head lunged forward and his cock disappeared into her hollowed cheeks.
Charles' fingers swept around Amy's hips to dip into her cunt. Her body jerked as they rolled her clit around and around.
"Now you understand why I'm willing to be the financial force behind your husband's operation. A man would be a fool to miss out on all that young pussy!"
"Uh-huh," Amy sighed.
"Lift up a little!"
She rose on the balls of her feet, tilting her pelvis, knowing what he intended. The thick shaft of his cock slid easily into her swampy cunt channel, filling her with its throbbing stiffness.
While Charles fucked her with slow, easy thrusts, she watched her husband lower himself to the floor with Elizabeth's lips still locked around his cock. Then he was on his back. The redhead was beside him on her knees.
"Ride the devil!" Doug gasped, "Surround and destroy him!"
Elizabeth clambered over him to straddle his hips. His turgid, wetly shining cock stood straight up, jerking and twitching. Elizabeth squatted on her heels, lowering her open pussy to his waiting prick. She grasped the thick shaft and guided it home as she sank down. She moaned loudly as her ass spread out against his thighs.
Doug tugged urgently at the redhead's tits. "Let me drive the demon of lust from you!" he croaked.
The archly smiling woman flipped herself over him, placing a knee on either side of his head. Doug clamped his fingers into her fleshy ass and pulled her hairy cunt to his mouth.
"Ooooo, yes, Preacher!" the woman purred, grinding her pussy against his face. "Suck the devil out of my cunt!"
Supporting herself with her hands on Doug's belly, Elizabeth was pumping her ass up and down, swiveling her hips as she fucked him. Her eyes were closed, a look of pure, unsaintly lust on her face.
The trio was changing position. One man sat in a chair. The woman backed over his lap, her legs on either side of his thighs. She held his hard-on steady with one hand and dropped down, taking the stiff pole into her gaping pussy to the hilt. While the man she was sitting on grabbed at her tits and began bucking up from the chair, the second man stepped up beside her and presented his hardon. She wrapped her fingers around the twitching shaft and sucked it into her mouth.
Amy watched the bodies moving against each other. The redhead's cunt hunching against her husband's face. Elizabeth's ass rising and falling. The third woman sucking avidly on one man's cock while being bounced by another man's cock pumping up into her cunt.
Amy could hear the soft sighing and moaning, the gurgling of cocks slicing in and out of wet cunts, the slurping of mouths against cocks and cunts.
She could feel the juices flowing like mad in her own pussy as Charles' fat prick glided in and out of the clutching pussy chamber.
It was the strangest experience she had ever had. Watching her husband service two women in the middle of an orgy while she was being fucked by the husband of one of them. It was strange and exciting.
"Oooo, shit!" she gasped as her pussy suddenly convulsed around Charles' thrusting cock, coating the thick shaft with an abundant spray of oil.
She shuddered as her orgasm fluttered through her, leaving her weak in her knees. The sounds of lust coming through the wall echoed in her brain. To her dismay, Charles was backing away, pulling his hard, throbbing cock out pf her rippling fuck tunnel.
"Bend over!" he whispered harshly. "I'm going to fuck your ass!"
Placing her hands on the cold glass in front of her, Amy obeyed, acutely aware of the hot, hanging weight of her tits. There was a nagging fear that the man's unusually thick cock would ruin her asshole but it was submerged by the overwhelming desire to feel his fat prick inside her hot ass.
"Suck, Preacher, suck!" the redhead groaned, humping frantically against Doug's face. "Move that tongue! The demon is running out of my horny pussy! Running all over your face! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!"
The pointed head of Charles' cock nudged into Amy's asshole. It pushed hard. She concentrated, trying to will her muscles to relax while steeling herself for the penetration of his oversized cock.
A flash of hot pain stabbed up her spine when the flaring head of his cock popped inside the tight ring of her asshole. She groaned weakly, pain beating against her lewd desire, as his thick cock bored slowly into her hot, dry rear tunnel.
In front of her lust-blurred eyes Doug's ass was jumping from the carpet, meeting Elizabeth's downward lunges with loud slaps as the brunette writhed in the grip of his hands.
The thick, hard cock drilled deeper and deeper into Amy's ass, stretching her resisting flesh, a hot poker spearing into her bowels.
"Christ! Oh, Christ!" Elizabeth moaned, her big tits flopping madly. "Big, hard devil fighting me! Jerking inside my pussy! Spitting inside my cunt! Melting my belly! Ohhhhhh, sweeeeet Jeeeezuzzzzz!"
Coarse, crinkly hair pushed into the damp crack of Amy's ass. Charles' cock felt even thicker in the narrow tube of her ass chute. A stiff, hotly throbbing pole of cock meat stuffed into the blazing heat of her ass. He hooked his fingers around her hips and began moving.
The man in the chair had both hands pulling at the woman's cunt, one finger flipping her clit furiously while he bounced her with his fuck thrusts. His lunging prick was glistening with her pussy oils.
The woman snapped her head back, popping her sucking lips from the other man's cock. She grabbed the swollen shaft with both hands and pumped frenziedly. "Come out, you devil!" she crooned. "Come out to me!"
Thick, pearly jism spurted from the man's reddened cockhead. It splattered all over the woman's jiggling tits, trickling down over her rolling belly.
The woman closed her eyes, sighing and shivering as her own orgasm was triggered.
The man under her groaned. "Tight devil squeezing my cock! Pulling the demon from me! Leaving me! Ahhhhh!"
The thick, stiff prick in Amy's ass was pumping in and out, pushing and pulling against her pleasure tortured flesh. Charles was fucking her with strong thrusts that lifted her almost off of her feet. The hot, pulsating melons of her tits were pouncing heavily. The digging fingers at her hips were mere counterpoints to the mix of pain and pleasure that was thundering through her.
Amy bit her lip to keep from crying out. She whimpered softly at the end of each jolting thrust of Charles' swollen prick. It was stretching her asshole terribly, spearing into her again and again. But the lusty thrills had overcome the pain. The lewd pleasure waves were spreading through her oozing cunt, swarming through her throbbing clit.
"-It's all right!" Charles huffed from behind her. "They can't hear you! Let it go! Tell me how you like my cock up your ass!"
She groaned, grateful that she could vent what she was feeling. "Your big, fucking cock is tearing my asshole apart and I love it! Fuck me, you big pricked bastard, fuck me!"
His hands cupped the bouncing globes of her hot tits loosely, letting them wobble against his palms while he fucked her ass harder. "Think of it, Amy! My money! Your husband fucking my wife! Me fucking you! Both of us joining that lusty group of saints! All the cock you can handle! All that young, hot pussy waiting for me!"
Each sentence was a belly blow against her ass, a thunderous thrust of his thick prick into her blazing ass tube.
"Yes! Yes!" she moaned. "Fuck the devil out of me! Drive the demon from my hot asshole! Fuck me!"
He laughed. It was a deep, husky, evil sound that told her that her life would never be the same again. She no longer cared.
On the other side of the glass, Elizabeth was on her back. She was mauling her big tits with both hands, tweaking the small pink nipples to quivering hardness. Her knees were bent up and her thighs were splayed apart to a wide vee.
Doug was lying on his side below her, his chin resting in the crack of her ass. His fingers were holding her pink pussy open while he lapped at the red, glistening trench.
The brunette was on her knees, her body perpendicular to his. She was sucking at his limp cock, her head moving up and down as she deep-throated him. Behind her was the man who had sprayed his load all over the other woman's tits. He was forcing a new hard-on into the woman's swaying ass.
The remaining couple were on the carpet. The man was on his back. The woman was lying on top of him, facing his feet. Her head was bobbing and twisting from side to side as she sucked greedily on the prick that had so recently been in her pussy. The man's arms were wrapped around her thighs, his fingers holding apart the cheeks of her ass while she hunched her cunt against his face.
A live, mass orgy was going on right in front of her while her asshole was being demolished. The fact that her husband was the center of the orgy no longer bothered Amy. What mattered was the thought that there was going to be a lot of such action in the future. It was going to be even better than the old days.
An intense orgasm suddenly blew out of her belly. Her empty cunt convulsed rhythmically. She arched her back and thrust her ass back at Charles at a sharper angle, increasing the pressure of her asshole against his surging prick.
"Dammmnnnn!" she moaned, her tits shaking in his hands. "Come, you devil, come! Blow off in my ass! I need it! Come in my hot shitter!"
Charles grunted. His thrusts became short, erratic stabs. His cock twitched in the rubbery tube of her ass and erupted. The spurts gushed into her again and again, soothing her tortured flesh, putting out the fire.
"Thank God!" Amy sighed, too weak to stand any longer.
The mass of heaving, sucking, fucking bodies left her field of vision as she sank to the floor with the man's fat prick still lodged in her asshole, still pumping jets of jism into her ass.
CHAPTER NINE
Amy toweled herself energetically, buffing her creamy flesh to a pink glow. She enjoyed the sight of her lush tits wobbling crazily. Her nipples were already sticking out like thumbs, nickel-wide and pulsating just from thinking about it.
She had dallied in the shower to give Doug time to fall asleep. It never took him long when he had been out late. A quick shower and into the sack and she could look out for herself. But not tonight.
It had been a week since she had witnessed the orgy at the Gray home. Charles had called her today to tell her that the Church of The Imminent Coming was about to finalize the leasing of a building, one with many rooms, bedrooms actually. The building was a very large, very old home. Amy's imagination had run riot thinking of the variety of activities that would be going on in all of those rooms.
She stroked the towel down through the damp, golden thatch of her cunt hair, shivering with delight at the slight pressure against her gently throbbing clit. Discarding the towel, she applied perfume behind her ears, between and under her stiff-nippled tits, at the top of the crevice of her ass and on each side of her warm cunt.
At long last she could be herself, no longer playing a role. She would have the man she loved and all of the wild, wanton sex she wanted. And with all kinds of men-and a few special women. The experience with Grace had taught her that a change of pace was nice now and then.
"Jesus!" Amy sighed softly. Her voluptuous body was feverish-and not from the steamy heat of the bathroom. The old, familiar tingling was quivering in her belly. The damp heat was gathering at the bottom of her cuntal canal. She felt like a bitch in heat, ready to be mounted by the first male who could get a cock into her. But there was only one in the house.
She flipped the bathroom light off and moved quietly into the bedroom. Doug was under the sheet, sound asleep on his back. Amy crawled onto the bed slowly and carefully.
Moving it a millimeter at a time, she slid the sheet down his body to his knees. She filled her eyes with the swells and hollows of his body, his broad, muscular chest that was covered by a fine brown haze of hair. Her eyes wandered down over the washboard ridges of his belly, paused at the dark concavity of his navel, circled by a swirl of hair. Her gaze followed the line of hair until it disappeared under the waistband of his pajamas.
Her breathing fell to shallow pants as she slowly lifted the waistband from his belly. She glanced up at his relaxed, expressionless face. No reaction. She pulled the material down, halfway down his thighs.
The long, limp shaft of her husband's cock lay across one thigh, a column of white leaning out of a brown bush. It was latticed by blue veins and topped by a pink, heart-shaped knob that she had dreamed about taking into her mouth, fantasized about taking into her asshole.
Amy leaned down, barely able to control herself. Using the pointed tip of her tongue she licked the entire length of his dormant prick, from the pink head to the hairy root. The flesh was smooth as satin, warm and tender. But she knew the power it possessed, how hard and long the soft shaft could become. And she wanted it in every available hole in her body in every possible way, lewdly, obscenely.
Barely stifling a moan, she craned her head down and gently slipped her lush lips around the heart-shaped cockhead. She laved the smooth flesh tenderly with her wet tongue, applying the slightest pressure she could manage.
The seconds passed. She could feel the first stirring of life in the cock meat she held in her mouth. The pointed knob was swelling. The long, white shaft twitched.
She moved her head down, taking two inches of the expanding column into her mouth. She sucked gently, rhythmically. She ran the fingertips of her free hand back and forth along his cock, feeling it growing bigger, feeling the veins enlarging. Her husband's cock was rising from its resting place.
"Uhmmmm!" Doug mumbled, his hips shifting, his upper body moving restlessly.
The stiff prongs of Amy's hot tits pushed against his thigh as she took his prick deeper into her mouth, took it until the pointed head nudged into her throat. She moved her head up and down slowly, sucking gently on the up stroke, tightening her mouth and throat around his stiffening cock on the down stroke, fucking him with her mouth. Her own passion was pounding in her temples, boiling through her veins.
"Oh! Amy! What are you doing?"
She dropped his pajamas, wrapped her fingers around his almost vertical cock and pumped them up and down rapidly as she slipped her mouth off of the gleaming prickshaft.
"I'm sucking your cock," she said softly, her voice husky with lust. "I'm fucking you with my mouth. Don't you like it? Doesn't it feel good?"
"Yes, oh God yes! But I never thought you would consent to doing something like this! You're so good! So pure!"
"I'll show you how good I am!"
She bent the stiff poker of his cock back toward his belly and ducked her head. She lapped at the thick, hairy root wetly. Moving down, she tongued the sensitive pouch of his balls, wringing a soft gasp from him. She mouthed one tender egg and then the other, going back and forth while she continued jacking his hard-on. Soon his balls were dripping wet.
"Oh God!" Doug whispered harshly when she lifted the wet sac and stabbed her tongue against the thickly haired flesh below.
She felt his hand moving along her thigh as she pushed her head deeper between his legs. She waggled her warm, wet tongue as she moved until she reached her target. She flicked her tongue around the tightly puckered ring of his asshole. His ass jumped each time her teasing tongue touched the hot pucker.
"Oh Amy! Sweet Amy!" he grunted, his entire body twitching when she wormed her tongue inside his asshole.
Her lust was roaring in her brain, pounding at the back of her eyes as she worked her semi-rigid tongue in and out of his spasming asshole. She was intent on driving him out of his skull. She already was there.
Then she was being pulled away from the steamy crack of his muscular ass. He was pulling her hips over his chest, guiding her thighs to either side of his head. The stiff pole of his cock bumped under her chin as she felt his chin nestle into the golden thicket of her cunt hair.
Doug's mouth clamped over the swollen, throbbing double cleft of her pussy. His tongue ripped into her moist, tender cunt slit and rampaged up and down.
The violent, abandoned lewdness of his attack delighted her. The lusty thrills thundered up from her cunt in an almost constant flow. Her husband's madly moving tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, from her pulsating clit to her trembling cunt hole. She pumped his hard-on slowly, rolling her tits and belly against his body while she wallowed in the long dreamed of pleasures.
"Oh, yes, lover!" she sighed, wiping the leaking head of his prick across her chin. "Do it! Suck the devil out of my pussy! My pussy needs it so bad!"
She could feel her cunt juices streaming down her quivering pussy tunnel. They had to be wetting his face as his face moved back and forth along the hot gap of her cunt. The hairy lips of her pussy felt as though they had swollen to twice their size. Then his tongue rammed into the mouth of her cunt cave. Rammed in and out and in and out.
"Ooooooo, baby!" Amy moaned, her ass jerking reflexively, hunching her pelvis against his face. "You've got your tongue in there! Tonguefucking my pussy! Feels so wonderful! Fuck my pussy, honey, fuck it with your tongue!"
Her moans became mumbles as she jammed his cock back into her mouth. She pumped her head up and down, taking half of his throbbing hard-on into her mouth and throat with each lunge. She squeezed the remaining half with both hands and jacked them up and down furiously. His wet, hairy balls danced in front of her face.
Her hips humped and bumped, mashing her oozing pussy against his madly thrusting tongue. Her sweat-filmed belly rolled against his broad, muscular chest. The hot mounds of her tits massaged his hard belly. Her entire body moved atop his, thrashing, whipping them both to the peak. She moaned around his steely, pulsating cock as she tossed her head up and down frenziedly, her golden hair flying.
''Unngh! Ummph! Uhmmm!" Amy murmured around his twitching cock as the walls of her pussy suddenly collapsed around his plunging tongue. She shivered violently as her cunt fountained over his face. Hot, eager slurping sounds drifted up over her trembling ass.
A split second later Doug's hips jerked upward, driving his jerking prick into her throat until her hands around the thick base stopped his thrust. Amy yanked her head up until only the bloated prick knob remained inside her ovaled, sucking lips. Two pumping strokes of her fingers and the warm jets spewed into her mouth. She gulped and swallowed, her brain spinning with the lewd thrill of drinking her husband's jism for the first time.
Her own orgasm fading, with only the edge of her lust blunted, Amy kept sucking and swallowing as the jets became weak, erratic spurts. She pulled her squeezing fingers along the spasming prick shaft, intent on milking every last drop and then some.
She kept sucking when his cock was completely limp. Plunging her head down, she took it all into her mouth and throat until her nose was tickled by the curly brown hair above his balls. She moved her head up and down slowly, applying pressure with her lips on the up stroke, pulling at his dormant cock. Her fingers played lightly with his drained balls.
Doug's face dropped out of the steamy, streaming gulch of her cunt. "Oh God, Amy, stop!" he groaned. "Let it rest!"
Amy ignored his plea and the ache in her jaws. She kept sucking, kept swallowing the length of his prick, kept lashing her tongue from side to side against the satiny smoothness. Finally she detected a growing firmness between her lips. She pumped her head up and down a little faster. Her husband groaned softly.
When his cock was rock-hard and vertical, Amy gave it a final flick of her tongue and let it escape from her mouth. She was proud of herself and of him.
"Sweet Jesus in heaven!" he said, his renewed passion evident in his voice. "I didn't think it was possible!"
"Lots of things are possible, honey," she said as she rolled off him and onto her back. "More things than you ever dreamed of."
"But how did you know...."
"Never mind about that now!" she said huskily. She bent her knees up and spread her thighs open as far as they would go. She knew he could see everything in the dim light from the clock radio. Framing her wet pussy with her fingers, she pushed and pulled, opening and closing the swollen, hair-fringed pussy slit. "Hop in here and fuck your wife with that wonderful cock!"
"Yes and hell yes!" he whooped and sprang up over her, his ramrod-stiff prick waving.
Amy hooked her knees over his forearms, stopping him in mid flight. "Right there!" she ordered sharply.
She grasped the rigid pole of his cock and guided it into the cum-wet maw of her cunt. "Slip it to me, baby! Fuck me with your big, hard cock!"
His ass dropped, sending his prick thundering into her clutching depths, filling her cunt instantly. The sudden rush of fuck pleasure forced a drawn out sigh from her.
Doug moved back and forth between her thighs, rocking on his knees. The iron bar of his cock slipped in and out of her slick pussy tunnel easily, slowly. Each smooth thrust ended with his belly mashing hard against her throbbing clit. Over and over.
"Ohhhhh, that's good! So good!" Amy chanted in time with his thrusts. "Big-hard-cock-filling-mefucking-me-filling-me-fuck-baby-fuck-oooo-oooooooo!"
"Sweet, hot-cunted Amy!" Doug groaned above her lazily swaying tits.
"Just, fuck, my, hot, cunt! Fuck it!" Amy moaned, tossing her head from side to side as the searing waves of pleasure soared up from her belly.
He suddenly changed his rhythm. His ass hitched from one side to the other as he pumped his cock into her grasping pussy, changing the angle of his fuck strokes again and again.
The constantly changing pressure against the oozing walls of Amy's cunt tripped off the explosion in her belly. She clawed her nails into his forearms and levered her ass up and down hurriedly.
"Coming-lover-coming!" she grunted as her cunt contracted around his shifting, thrusting cock in erratic spasms. "Coming big! Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!"
The spasms died to gentle ripples. Her ass fell back to the bouncing mattress. She could hear the squishing sound of her husband's hard, thick prick plugging the flowing hole of her pussy again and again. She could feel their mingled juices trickling down into the hot crack of her ass.
"Hold it, baby! Stop!" she whispered hotly.
"Huh?" he croaked, freezing with just the head of his cock inside her flooded tunnel.
Amy grasped the slick pole, pulled it from her cunt and placed the hot, wet head against the puckered socket of her asshole.
"There?" he gasped.
Using her knees over his arms as anchors, Amy snapped her ass up, impaling her ass on the rigid spear of his cock. "Yes, there!" she moaned. "I want you to fuck me in the ass! Fuck the devil out of my hot asshole!"
She rotated her hips in tiny circles, twisting her clinging shit tube around his surging shaft. The lewd delight of finally having her own husband's prick drilling into her ass passage ignited a lusty glow that spread through her swampy cunt and rose up into her rolling belly.
"Deeper, honey, deeper!" she sighed. "Shove that big cock into my guts!"
"You're so tight there!" he groaned, pushing harder.
"Call it what it is, baby! There's nobody here except you and me! Your prick and my ass!"
"Your lovely ass is so tight and hot! Setting my cock on fire!" he groaned.
Then his thick prick was in to the hilt, his rigid cock shaft caught in the strangling hold of her asshole. She rolled her ass against him, moved up and down, twisting and pulling on his imbedded cock pole.
"Ooooo, so nice!" she cooed. "Ass full of your prick! I love it! Love it! Fuck me, honey! Fuck my hot, horny ass! Bust my asshole wide open!"
He began moving, pushing his swollen cock into the sweltering tunnel of her ass and pulling it out in long, slow strokes.
''No, baby! Fast and hard! Pound my ass! Bang my buns! Fuck my asshole fast and hard and deep!" she wailed.
''You lovely, depraved bitch!" he grunted. ''Breaking my cock off with your tight asshole!" ''Fuck it, lover! Punish my nasty, horny asshole with your big prick!"
He shifted into high gear. His cock ripped in and out of her clutching ass tube, his belly humping against her upturned ass. Each thrust jolted her, causing her throbbing tits to wobble, the long stiff nipples dancing.
''Oh yesssssss!" she cried. "That's it! Fuck, baby, fuck! Tear my ass up!"
She raked the nails of one hand across his chest and down his belly as far as she could reach. She slipped the other hand down between her trembling thighs. Her fingers scooped in the jism flowing from her pulsating cunt. They moved down to wipe the slippery stuff around her blazing asshole, around the hot, thrusting shaft of his prick. "Damn, oh damn, oh damn!" he groaned, his hips whipping back and forth between her thighs as he pounded his swollen cock into her fiery ass again and again.
Amy moved her hands up to her hot tits. Her fingers molded the resilient melons into ruby-tipped cones. She arched her back and pulled her knees back as far as she could. Doug bent down over her even more.
"Suck and fuck, lover!" she purred huskily. "Suck my titties while you fuck my ass! They want your mouth on them! Suck 'em, baby, suck 'em!" His head dropped to her right tit, his mouth slavering over the stiff, throbbing nipple and pebbly flesh that peaked up from her squeezing fingers. Hot bolts of pleasure stabbed up from her tits to join the lewd thrills billowing up from her tautly stretched asshole.
"That's it, baby! That's so good!" she mewled as his wet mouth shifted from side to side, from one tit to the other. "Suck 'n fuck! Suck my tits! Fuck my ass! Big-cocked lover!"
She was rolled up under him. His steely, throbbing prick was whipping in and out of her ass, ravaging the clinging walls of her ass chute. His darting mouth had her aching tits dripping wet. The tongue-pummeled fingers of her big nipples felt so swollen that they might be in danger of bursting any second.
Amy was almost delirious with the torrent of lewd thrills that was rising higher and higher in her quivering, bouncing body. The bed was shaking under her as her husband's cock stabbed into her dilated asshole over and over.
"Go, honey, go!" she gasped under his heavily pounding body. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Doin' it! Gonna make my pussy come fuckin' my ass! Oooooooeeeeeeee!"
The empty sheath of her cunt went into a massive convulsion. It spasmed around nothing and spewed a seemingly endless spray of juice. The wetness ran down like a river to coat the hot, thrusting shaft of her husband's prick.
The heaving of her pussy spread to her ravaged ass tunnel, inflecting the hot, rubbery walls, making them clamp down spastically around his unbending cock.
The crazed sensation doubled back and hit her cunt again, tripping off another convulsion that sent a mind-bending shudder through her. She had never come so hard, so often.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, Gawwwwd, honeeeeeeee!" she wailed as she rolled from one orgasm into another. "Do it nowwwww! Come in my asssss! Shoot my shitter full of jismmmm...! Drown my ass! Flood it! Fuck, baby, fuck!"
Gathering the remnants of her strength, Amy wrapped her arms over his shoulders and raked his heaving back frantically. She hunched her ass wildly under him moving to meet his lightning jabs as fast as she could. She groaned and grunted as she struggled to contract the demolished walls of her rear tunnel around his jerking cock tighter and tighter.
"Ungh! ugh! Ugh!" he grunted, throwing his head back, straining to pump his cock into her dancing ass even faster. "Heavenly-fucking-ass! So, fucking, tight!"
He suddenly froze between her thighs, his heaving belly pushed into the widely split crack of her ass, his cock hair grinding against the tautly stretched socket of her asshole.
Deep in her pleasure-tortured bowels his jerking cock erupted. Amy moaned softly as the heavy spurts shot into her again and again. She shook under his twitching body as the soothing geysers began putting out the fire in her backside.
"Oh, Amy! Jesus!" he groaned, "I never-" She stopped him by pulling his face down to hers and pressing her lust-swollen lips against his. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and felt his prick spasm hard in her satiated asshole. Running her fingers through his hair she loved him with her mouth and her ass while she waited for the wet jets to fade. After he rested would be soon enough to let him know who was going to be the first lady of the Church of The Imminent Coming. She had just proved she was the best fuck in the congregation.
